poems by William Marr 
 
AUTUMN WINDOW 
 
now that she is middle-aged, my wife 
likes to stand before the window 
and comb her hair 
 
her only makeup a trace of cloud 
the landscape of a graceful 
poised maturity 
 
 
NECKTIE 
 
before the mirror 
he carefully makes himself 
a tight knot 
 
to let the hairy hand 
of civilization 
drag him 
on 
 
 
INFLATION 
 
not long ago 
a bundle of bills 
could buy 
a flattering 
smile 
 
now 
a bundle of bills 
can buy 
more than  
one flattering 
smile 
 
 
BIRD CAGE 
 
open 
the  
cage 
 
let the bird fly 
 
away 
 
give 
the freedom back 
to the  
bird 
cage 
 
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