One of my favorite poems by Barbara Guest. I’ve always been puzzled over that final word — or half-word — or what? — “rin.”  It’s that inconclusiveness that keeps the poem active, as if on a continuous loop, a record skipping.

One of my favorite poems by Barbara Guest. I’ve always been puzzled over that final word — or half-word — or what? — “rin.” 

It’s that inconclusiveness that keeps the poem active, as if on a continuous loop, a record skipping.

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  5. bluesandbarebones said: I could be way off on this but off the top of my head I think the absence of the full round letter “a” leaves the word looking small and thin, a series of short parallel lines like the rain falling. (??) It is puzzling.
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