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Poem: Elegy for a Child Who Fell

by George Ellenbogen

November 5, 2014 | 2:42 pm

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This fallen child, whose empty eyes

mourning could not harmonize,

nor the reaching requiem

contain the wood enclosing him

slips from the circled reach of eyes

without a jolt, without surprise,

whose stuttered step has stumbled in

to words that now embroider him.


Published in Blue Unicorn magazine.

George Ellenbogen is the author of five collections of poetry and a memoir, “Stone in My Shoe: In Search of Neighborhood.”

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