<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477969" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Extraordinary Rendition</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I gave you back my claim on the mining town<br>and the rich vein we once worked,<br>the tumble down<br>from a sluice box that irked</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you so much, the narrow gauge<br>that opened up to one and all<br>when it ran out at the landing stage<br>beyond the falls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I gave you back oak ties,<br>bully flitches, the hand-hewn crossbeams<br>from which hung hardtack</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in a burlap bag that, I'd surmise,<br>had burst its seams<br>the last night we lay by the old spur track.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You gave me back your frown<br>and the most recent responsibility you'd shirked<br>along with something of your renown<br>for having jumped from a cage just before it jerked</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to a standstill, your wild rampage<br>shot through with silver falderals,<br>the speed of that falling cage<br>and the staidness of our canyon walls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You gave me back lake skies,<br>pulley glitches, gully pitches, the reflected gleams<br>of two tin plates and mugs in the shack,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the echoes of love sighs<br>and love screams<br>our canyon walls had already given back.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Paul+Muldoon">Paul Muldoon</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=477969" data-title="Extraordinary Rendition de Paul Muldoon" data-description="I. I gave you back my claim on the mining town and the rich vein we once worked, the tumble down from a sluice box that irked you so much, the narrow gauge that opened up to one and all when it ran out at the landing stage beyond the falls. I g..."></div> </div> </div>

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