Here is a picture of the latest Poetry Box in Brooklyn. Amir (on the left) bought a box and a post and I sent them to New York along with expansion bolts and a concrete drill bit so he and his neighbor Harv (on the right) could mount it in time for Amir’s wife’s birthday. I did a FaceTime call with Amir and sent him a Youtube video on how to use expansion bolts. The poem they chose is one by Dawn Thompson entitled Mother and Child. https://combustus.com/dawn-thompson/

MOTHER AND CHILD

BY DAWN THOMPSON

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The limbs of the tree reached to lift me

with great green palms

thinking I was its child.

It sang a lullaby to me on the strings of wind.

I sat myself inside the house of the tree’s trunked body

the sap of its knowing at my back

and I cried a pond

even though it had not asked me to.

I cried all the ways my life had not happened

and the tree never said no

but held me against its years

the wind of its song a breath in me.

Finally, under the tree’s sheltered sky

I grew limbs of no weight

bright and flowered

impossible, glorious wings.

From Cornbustus https://combustus.com/dawn- thompson/#Yd6B8Z81dmv7QBhP .99

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