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By George Bogin

My old widowed aunt whom I scarcely know
except as a legend of shyness
and a cripple thereof
in poverty and melancholia
is struck dumb in hospital now
pinioned in paralysis
on this final bed
as though she were her own effigy
on some sepulchral slab
weeping weeping only weeping
as the five friends forsake her
and the enemy, memory, mourns.

Prairie Schooner, Vol. 32, No. 2 (Summer 1958), p. 118


George Bogin was a furniture retailer in New York City who wrote poetry nights and weekends.

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