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Linda Pastan is an American poet of Jewish background.
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Linda Pastan's poems
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My husband gives me an A
for last night's supper,
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We think of hidden in a white dress
among the folded linens and sachets
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I sing a song
of the croissant
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It was early May, I think
a moment of lilac or dogwood
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Because the shad
are swimming
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Votes: 1 |
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I remember what my father told me:
There is an age when you are most yourself.
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Votes: 1 |
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What we want
is never simple.
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When our cars touched
When you lifted the hood of mine
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Votes: 2 |
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The door of winter
is frozen shut,
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Votes: 1 |
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Finding a new poet
is like finding a new wildflower
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Votes: 1 |
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