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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Nancy Scott


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Keeping In Touch

I heard from my father.
If he were still alive, he'd be 95 in July.

He congratulated me on my new book,
poems about my childhood.

You've been unfair to your mother, Dad said.
She couldn't help herself, but I did love her.

You were always fighting, I said.
Such a long time ago, it's grown blurry, he replied.

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It rained the entire afternoon.
I spent an hour detangling the philodendron.

I thought about Mother.
After she died, her voice circled endlessly

on my answering machine.
What are you cooking for dinner tonight?