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The Greatest Hit


07.29.13 Posted in today's words by

Clinton Inman’s most recent poem to appear here was Fire Flies (April 2012).

The Greatest Hit
By Clinton Van Inman

Mixed with tobacco juice
And red summer clay
It came from the edge
Of the cornfield
The clout that soured
Past the unplowed field
Smashed into the red barn
Scattering the cawing crows.

 




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