Winter 1986 • Vol. VIII No. 1 PoetryJanuary 1, 1986 |

Home Movies: Mock Battles

Her fuzzy hat keeps bobbing up into the frame.He always had his eyes on something far away.Even on their honeymoon, the skylines,the harbor fort, the anonymous diversat the hotel pool. Half timeof the Army-Navy game, mockbattle, she's a head-shape begging to be seen. "Home Troops"a few years lateris all guns and uniforms.I can feel herleft far behind, ca. 1937 holding me up (dark hair against my skin,though I don't remember—you'd think,if she held me, I could remember)and then my sister, up,to be seen—

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