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Mixing Cement
by Peter Tomassi

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Father At Echo Lake
Wind sledded in wet gloves
Molded to the rails
Of Flexible Flyers,
A whir against spiky kid shouts,
Air ripping feather-packed nylon,
Bogged down in corduroy.
Sharp trails in their collared faces
Wrapped up in plaid scarves that flapped
Pennants hurrying the onslaught,
Unruly little bulls,
Children take over from the herders,
Fists and shouts riding
The delirium of fathers crises,
Of briefcases that empty, fill empty.
The aging men reach for firmness
In slick ice footings
Beneath powdery soft
Landings of snow fallen thick.
A few fat drips like bricks
The call of engines
Bark in the parking lot,
And paneled wagons glide away,
The wet ice.
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