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Random Poem of the Day

1Grandpa who died young kept
2a diary of sorts which was really
3just a record of the weather
4or how often he was obliged
5to have his roof repaired
6or when his taxes went up
7or the latest news of City Hall
8but once, a Sunday, in the year 1925
9he entered a single word: woe
10It shimmers uniquely on the ruled page
11so small it makes us wonder and squint
12but large enough in its inky power
13to unsettle his young-manly script
14and throw black doubt on other
15previous entries: weather tip-top
16or gingko on Crescent Ave.
17and even darker doubt
18on us
19   who seize this word
20   woe -- eagerly, eagerly,
21   making it ours