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"What if the mightiest word is love?" ~ Elizabeth Alexander
I slipped on "slip"! What fun to see "slipping on gold" turn into putting on gold gloves. Like your previous poem, this one is a gem of images sliding into and out of each other, assonance holding it all together. (Wondering if a different title might increase the surprises in the poem, by saving "the slant sun" for the final words.)
I blanked on a title, Peggy; your comment is apt. I'll try to think of another.
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