Tifft, Ellen

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LookoutDand and Deborah went upstairsto the wedding her mother disappearingon the way up The stairs got largerand large as they ascendedand the crowd was becominglarger and largeas they rounded one curve a curve with a ballustrade and a pool and a vista A fat lady had just been rescued from the pool she had a face a perfect non-entity After a slight difficulty she breathed not hard but then not deeply not in any way joyfully still she breathed and they went on their way—  Ellen TifftElmira, New YorkThe Green BirdThe green bird,with the eight golden eyes,sitting stillin the brown, breaking tree near the lame river, never speaks in the dark day of the sawmill’s overfed children.Resurrectionto extinguish the extinction of gabled houses, to enterthe woodof curlicued porches, to feelthe footsteps of those now dead.The QuestionerWhat are we digging for? asked a perplexed man. We havea large pile of dirt but no hole.—  Duane LockeTampa, Florida

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