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A review by caramels
The Caged Owl: New and Selected Poems by Gregory Orr
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Origin of the Marble Forest
Childhood dotted with bodies.
Let them go, let them
be ghosts.
No, I said,
make them stay, make them stone.
Childhood dotted with bodies.
Let them go, let them
be ghosts.
No, I said,
make them stay, make them stone.