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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=518418" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Still Life in Landscape</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was night, it had rained, there were pieces of cars and<br>half-cars strewn, it was still, and bright,<br>a woman was lying on the highway, on her back,<br>with her head curled back and tucked under her shoulders<br>so the back of her head touched her spine<br>between her shoulder-blades, her clothes<br>mostly accidented off, and her<br>leg gone, a long bone<br>sticking out of the stub of her thigh—<br>this was her her abandoned matter,<br>my mother grabbed my head and turned it and<br>clamped it into her chest, between<br>her breasts. My father was driving—not sober<br>but not in this accident, we’d approached it out of<br>neutral twilight, broken glass<br>on wet black macadam, like an underlying<br>midnight abristle with stars. This was<br>the world—maybe the only one.<br>The dead woman was not the person<br>my father had recently almost run over,<br>who had suddenly leapt away from our family<br>car, jerking back from death,<br>she was not I, she was not my mother,<br>but maybe she was a model of the mortal,<br>the elements ranged around her on the tar—<br>glass, bone, metal, flesh, and the family.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sharon+Olds">Sharon Olds</a><div class=q>
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