fall 2006 r.kv.r.y quarterly literary journal

poetry by paul hostovsky

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Painless Poem

Remember this poem? its simple
rooms? its window full of trees? the white

gable which you loved?
how its lone triangle seemed to encompass
all humanity? and the spiky yellow sun

exploding somewhere outside of it?

Of course you do. In fact you're reciting it
right now, standing on one foot in the room
of a different poem.
artwork by Irene
Sheri.  for more of
Ms. Sheri's work,
click on the painting.