Will Dockery
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Real life poetry, life that is transformed into art, an example follows...
Japonica Julie (1983)
>
> Through the winding
> mists of Edgewood,
> stand on the backporch
> smoking.
>
> Near the sand on the hill,
> hearing the music float up.
>
> Wiggle flex
> round the corner in 1983,
> when she loved me.
>
> Warble snobble in 1983,
> when she loved me.
>
> China Girl don't seem to
> use much English,
> gets enough
> to leave me a pot of tea.
>
> We hit the pothole
> on Primrose
> that landed us here
> more or less.
>
> Mulberry pie and ice cream in 1983,
> when she loved me.
> Japonica Julie in 1983,
> when she loved me.
>
> I knew it was late,
> when she stumbled.
> Overcast in the fog,
> ...fumbled.
>
> She was looking at me
> by the old oak,
> that can't be,
> she knows as well as me.
>
> Left on Avalon Road
> past Mazzio's Pizzeria,
> to the park-side
> of Alta Vista.
>
> By the dunes,
> fading dream in 1983,
> when she loved me.
>
> Smiling blinky in 1983,
> when she loved me.
>
> -Will Dockery
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