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| In April rain in the city she loved |
Deadly quiet
when I awoke and knew,
on a cot in a room in Roosevelt.
I thought to open a window
to free her soul
but all I could do
was raise the blind.
Below us, magnolia petals
fell on courtyard stones.
Above us, only sky.
I did not call the nurses
right away,
father and daughter
together.
