To Gettysburg
How will she beguile me today?
How will she burgle into my thoughts?
What portion of my day will become rapturous,
when caught in her web of hellish yesterdays?
What human intonation will melt the stone wall,
and bring me back to my desk?
What telephone will ring
to chase my reverie?
And when... will I return,
To Gettysburg?
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