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Tony Gentry

A Disposition – poem

Updated: May 17

(On surprising a neighbor lady at play.)

Do they matter anymore the inclinations of age?

If she stoops with a groan and grit at the knees

predisposed to care, bowed in sorrow, but

what daring here in bending plucks a dandelion

ratchets upright to puff that tuft onto

the breeze the air about her snow-globed

resolved in a weathered smile if you squint

so much like that one in the faded Polaroid?

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