by Al Ortolani

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three a.m.—
    coal train hauling
        night from my sleep


early spring morning:
    sparrows peck sunlight between
      patches of snow



little moon—your light
  in the graveyard
  on the widow’s hands

Al Ortolani is a teacher in the Kansas City area. His poetry has appeared in The New York Quarterly , Modern Haiku , and others.  He is a co-editor of The Little Balkans Review .

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