Ruth Beddow
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Two poems by Ruth Beddow
Arrival I. Julie shouts from her second-floor window I HAVE THE COUNCIL ON SPEED DIAL IF YOU CAUSE ANY TROUBLE and this plastic-clad pile becomes home. II. Julie’s German Shepherd howls as I unpack a five-tog duvet, free the dying wasp. Examine suspect stains on the curtain hem and run knuckles…