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The next poem is
called "Maestro."

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"Maestro."

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"What is memory?

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What makes a body glow, an
apple orchard in Moldova,

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and the school is bombed--

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When the schools are bombed,
sadness is forbidden.

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I write this now and I feel my
body's weight, the screaming

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girls, 347 voices in the
story of a doctor saving them,

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his hands trapped under a
wall, his granddaughter dying

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nearby--

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She whispers, 'I don't want to
die, I have eaten such apples.'

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He watches her mouth as
a blind man reading lips

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and yells 'Shut up!

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I am near the window,
I am asking for help!'

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speaking, he cannot stop
speaking, in the dark--

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of Brahms, Chopin he speaks
to them to calm them.

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A doctor, yes, what ever
window framed his life,

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outside, tomatoes grew, clouds
passed and we once lived.

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A doctor with a tattoo of
a parrot on his trapped arm

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seeing his granddaughter's
cheekbones no longer

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her cheekbones, with
surgical precision stitches

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suffering and grace.

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Two days pass, he
shouts in his window,

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there is no window
when rescue approaches

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he speaks of Chopin, Chopin.

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They cut off his hands,
they say he's 'doing OK.'

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In my dream, he stands,
feeding bread to pigeons,

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surrounded by pigeons, birds
on his head, his shoulder,

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he shouts 'you don't
understand a thing!'

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He is breathing himself
to sleep, the city sleeps,

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there is no such city."

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