 Farewell, by Philip C. Curtis, 1961. Farewell, Farewell shouts ring out from inside the caboose unseen children calling she wants to go with them but wait one more moment she says waves spiritedly golden hair tousled by a sweet breeze farewell farewell family dear tethered in time riveted in space various angles of lean returning reflected waves the physics of love farewell farewell anonymous sky bleak land bright & dark orange & blue confusing the eye old gnarled oak tree anchors the panel keeps the instant of illusion alive is there a future when comes a fall does the family awaken unlock themselves from frozen angles give their thin arms respite trudge back home flat painting pretending to be three-dimensional a sham insert makes loss less painful what is reality the philosopher asks at the subatomic level the substance of the material world falls away like a panel crashing in the forest leaving only grief to hear Linda Stryker Linda Stryker lives in Phoenix, but sometimes in her head; her cat and piano are in there, too. She is a poet, teacher, radio reader, and tennis player. Her work has been appeared in several journals and anthologies including New Millennium Writings, Highlights for Children, ditch poetry, and The Speculative Edge, among others.
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