Germany

A new poem by Jim Dine.

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Germany

Those that I have

infused with love

I get it back (sometime)

most times.

The worst

Is being trapped

By the passion,

When it seemed I’d won

the lottery.

Who can even tell

When the angry child

Raises the spectrum

or its angry fist

and won’t see

Blessed joy

—The Victim,

Sick of the fog.

Germany

it comes out of the tube.,

The tones all

Seek out

gray.

What means blood ?

Babe

Whats young and old

Babe?

unmatched in our land

Jim Dine

March 2025

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