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Poems by Chard deNiord
Goddess of Maple at Evening
The Double Truth
The Gift
Essays by Chard deNiord
Silence Amidst the Crowd: A Reading of Philip Levine's "The Simple Truth" and "Call It Music"
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by Chard deNiord

My tongue leapt out of my mouth
when I lied to her and hopped away
to the stream below the house.
Mute then, I started to write the truth.
My tongue turned wild in the stream,
for which I was glad and unashamed.
I listen now from my porch to the complex things
it says in the distance about my heart.
How hard it is to tell the truth inside my mouth.
How much it needs to sing in the dark.

From Night Mowing by Chard deNiord © 2006. Reprinted by permission of the University of Pittsburgh Press.
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