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The Hair of Eva Perón
The Hair of Eva Perón
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Lucie Brock-Broido
The
ir of Eva Peron
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Only sleeping.
She is filled with resins
plump with honeys, almond, eucalyptus boughs.
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We must be fanatical.
He loved her like the last bare-breasted streamers
of some Spanish dancers in procession at the funeral
of dusk-their manes are sequined-like the last
incense of moonlight looming fragrant
at the first and twilit cusp of dawn.
Her mouth is open now and clean with ash.
He loved her like the fruits on breath of demons.
Loved her white and fragile and fanatical.
For she was sleeping. She is
only sleeping:
I am wide awake.
Eva Peron is keeping me up.
It is her hair that bothers me.
It is blonde still at its roots
inside the Iron Gate.
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