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Missing

January 11, 2012

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poems

1.11.12

Today, divers searched the icy Kennebec River

for a missing toddler.  “You never know what you will

find there,” said a man involved in the diving operation.

“I have seen all kinds of things.”

Grief lies just under the surface,        the story familiar,

yet we are continually shocked into daze

by news reports, in-depth interviews, pleas,

and search missions.  We can predict the ending

without even watching news at six.  Someone

will be implicated, someone will be lost.

An empty searching hollows through ice floats,

calls us to pay attention,          only to forget

when the next report overshadows today’s grim news.

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