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From: Chris Tong
Date: Thu, 06 Nov 1986 01:43

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			BRANCHES


	For a moment
	they reminded me of my mother's hands,
	hung wide in despair
	at some misdeed that I cannot recall;
	in that moment
	looking at the empty hands in the air
	I had been moved to wonder
	  if it would end.

	Or would she remain,
	a single root for two
	branches, bare,
	  flung in frozen disarray
	appealing to the winter skies
	as if to say
	  "What now, should the least leaf fall?"

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From: ctong@topaz.RUTGERS.EDU (Chris Tong)
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Subject: New poem
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Date: Wed, 5-Nov-86 20:43:59 EST
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Posted: Wed Nov  5 20:43:59 1986
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Organization: Rutgers Univ., New Brunswick, N.J.
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