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-Albert Parsons
went to his death
singing Annie Laurie;
didn't another have
a rose in his coat-
or was it a pink-
dramatizing himself-

Blooded rose
hanging out of an empty
coat lapel,
or was it a pink carnation
rose color soft as sunrise
glimmering upon a gallows,
and streak of silver song
ravelled with the rain
on a filthy Chicago morning in the Eighties-
you shall outlast horizons.
Lola Ridge

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We are ground, but no more grounded
In our family affairs:
What is found, is so confounded
That no Sausage longer cares
To determine how or what he
Owes the family of Pork,
In the pens of Cincinnati,
Of Chicago, or New York.
John Bannister Tabb

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When Love becomes a vehicle

Driving that blue Volvo
Parked strategically in a free spot
Escorting me through Chicago streets
Adept at the social nightlife scene

I was won over by one toss of the Frisbee
Because you set yourself apart immediately
Owning the room you only stayed briefly
I knew you understood how to have fun

While you have been the subject of other poems
I know in reality I never knew you
Sure admiring, wondering considering from afar
Your symbol remains a used blue Volvo

Now a mature, responsible adult
I would never play Frisbee when going out
Unless I was at a golf course
Alone with my daughter of course
Stephanie Eve Kane Arado

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mother and daughter

tonight i have a good image
when mom and daughter finally meet at the airport
somewhere in Chicago

she brings her favorite goodies
from the Philippines islands

once a year, once again
the bonding begins

she teaches her what happiness brings
she tells her stories about what missing is all about

she is taken back to all those years of her youth
she edifies her goddess of love

inside the house the talking of their own language
can be heard as a chatter of two strange birds

outside it is snowing
inside the fire begins to burn

and the young children watch them
awed, amazed, delighted, so delighted.

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