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Poem February 5, 1979 Issue

The right question

Genevieve Cannaday

It troubled me,
that barren fig tree
cursed,
withered,
dead.

What had it done?
(Wrong question.)
What had it not done?

It had not produced.
Leaves are
not enough.
Without fruit
how are the hungry fed?

Genevieve Cannaday

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