DAVID DUER
Tryst


Like a marvelous secret
That could rescue me from myself
The three words that she silently mouths
Midst the hubbub of a crowded bar or
At the height of a raucous party . . .

DAVID DUER

This poem was selected for the 2012 Poetry in Public project, sponsored by the Iowa City Public Art Program. Poetry in Public displays poems by local writers of all ages in Iowa City buses, downtown kiosks, and select public buildings from April (National Poetry Month) through the fall.

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on July 26, 2012

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