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There is a Bar
Nighthawks by Edward Hopper, 1942, Whitney Museum
There is a bar
not too far
from where I rise
and fall
every day.
It is a home
I am never there alone
gentle ladies
serve me wine
we revel in conversation
About words and emotions
happenings and notions
In various languages
those I have learned and lived
and will die in.
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