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   Star Child Memory   
      
   Snapshot of a moment   
   an outdoor poetry reading   
   in early Spring 1996.   
   Glimmering stars   
   and looming moon   
   through the gloom.   
      
   Passing through   
   in that cavern   
   of concrete, glass and brick   
   off Broadway.   
   I join the poetry reading   
   already in progress.   
      
   There's a hush in the air   
   as we approach.   
   Star Child and her friends   
   standing with me   
   on the sidewalk.   
      
   Glimmering stars above us   
   Springtime   
   constellations.   
   Poets sit in a circle   
   in the alley   
   behind Bazaar Earth.   
      
   In those early days   
   so late in the game.   
      
   But I couldn't remain   
   back then   
   I had to keep on moving.   
   I told them they couldn't get   
   high enough   
   to float with me.   
      
   Star Child twinkled and tweaked   
   skipping by me   
   in that spangled night.   
   Stopping at the parking meter   
   waving goodbye.   
      
   -Will Dockery   
      
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