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Two Poems
Closing the Window
closing the window
is not what you thought
the light blows cold
painting the floor
black with stars
Black Air
black gusts
of sudden air
a cold breath
takes the lungs
takes the chill
close the door
when the room is dark
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Sarah PlimptonSARAH PLIMPTON was born in New York City and divides her time between New York and France. She attended Smith College, Harvard Medical School, and Pratt Institute in Manhattan. She works in several media?oil painting, printmaking, and artists’ books?and is also a poet. Three galleries show her work on a regular basis: June Kelly in New York, Ute Barth in Zurich, and the Ober Gallery in Connecticut. She has published two book of poems: L’Autre Soleil (bi-lingual edition), The Every Day; and a novel: Hurry Along. Her poems have been published in the Denver Quarterly, the New York Review of Books, Po&sie, and the Paris Review. Her artists’ books are in such public collections as The Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, The New York Public Library, and the Metropolitan Museum of Art.
