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      December 22, 2017Three ThingsJim Hanlen

      I want no tombstone.
      Bury me near the fence
      close to my friends
      under the red leaf tree
      not in the Catholic section
      where thawed ground collapses.
      Don’t hold me down
      with some monument.
      Sing something sweet.
      I’ll listen near the fence.

      from #57 - Fall 2017

      Jim Hanlen

      “What you want and what you get can be an unwanted tombstone on top of you. My mother-in-law is resting far from her friends in the pioneer plot. Sometimes, no one asks the poet or sometimes they’ll just say the poet got it wrong.”

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