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      October 6, 2011Christopher ParksDo You Have the Poem?

      Do you have your river poem?
      Do you have your ditch poem?
      Do you have the one
      with the trenches?
      Do you have the poem
      about the puddles,
      the one about the waters,
      the one that flows
      back and forth to find
      its own level?
      Do you have the one
      that tells about the deep hole,
      the poem about
      the hollowed out well?
      Do you have the poem
      about the mass graves
      and the dirt pushed aside?
      Do you have your ocean poem?
      Do you have the one
      that leaves me drenched?
      Do you have the poem
      that fills my lungs with fluid,
      the one that I dive into?
      Do you have the poem
      that I fall into?
      Do you have the poem
      that buries me?
      Do you have my death poem?

      from #26 - Winter 2006

      Christopher Parks

      “As a psychologist I have worked for decades on the streets of Detroit with people who are homeless, addicted, and mentally ill. The way of the city is universal. I write to bear witness to a stark beauty in the moment-to-moment effort that threatens to crack the air open wide.”