This poem is taken from PN Review 157, Volume 30 Number 5, May - June 2004.
House Without Pity1
Paper is twisted
in the thin green trees
It's daybreak
A furry cloud huddles
on the groundswell
Light bulbs yellow
and shrill bells ring
School time!
2
Lengthening attention
to the tar-black
roof
ends with the glitter
of mica and ice
Books won't help a child
get out of this
house without pity
3
White plaster
and desks turned over
Schoolteachers' faces
...
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