CARD PLAYERS IN TWILIGHT
You could name this place DunTalkin.
You could call the day Today.
Nothing else matters with the game on,
and this ebb and flow of pennies
owes as much to the moon
as to poker faces raising stakes.
If you could take a year, take any year,
they would be at this table holding hands;
holding the same hands as the world fades,
slow at first, then fast towards the goodnight kiss.
Tony Noon
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