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Pinnacles

You were like a good stretch after sleeping

An apartment done all in blues.

And Sunday breakfasts.

 

Like helpless laughter

Forty-five miles to the gallon

And a table lighter that really works.

 

Like lovely soulful hands

Melancholy sunsets

And hopeless romantics like me.

 

-Tricia McCallum

This is the very first poem I ever published. It’s always been a sentimental favourite. 

 

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