He loved the body of his woman.
Harmonicas and mandolins played
In the sense of wonder in his mind.

At the end sudden winds blew
Through the plans he made.

He disembarked, a lonely boy,
Destined to write of seagulls.
The beaches of Chile sang to him.

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John Garmon

Writing and publishing since 1962, John Garmon is an 81-year-old writing assistant at the College of Southern Nevada, with poems in Ploughshares, Prairie Schooner, Radius, Passages North, Southern Poetry Review, The Oregonian, New Mexico Humanities Review, Aji, Radius, and many others.