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by Tom Fallon

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Reflection from Andrew Wyeth’s
     painting, “Christina’s World.”

I cannot make it

I will try

The house far from
her on the hill,
the horizon

It is home

She lay in the grass

Slowly she dragged
her body forward,
moving inches

Stopped for breath,
arms shaking.

She lay her head
in the grass

I must try, must
get home

She raised her body
on her arms from
the grass

and dragged herself
slowly forward

Stopped, for breath,
arms shaking
A light cry from her

On shaking arms
she looked at
the house

the horizon

She thought, move
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