45/365: Half-Truth

Obey the voice at eve obeyed at prime:
"What is patriotism but love of the foods one had as a child?"

I am — yet what I am none cares or knows;
My stomach was a melon split wide inside my skin.
She ate my wings and gloated.

Every half-truth is bound to call up its suppressed synoptic double.
No one can hear it. Dogs are asleep all over town.
You don't get everything back.

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The above poem is a based on the cento, which is made up of lines from poems by other poets. The above cento's lines are attributed in the following order:

Ralph Waldo Emerson, Terminus
Linh Dinh, quote from Lin Yutang in Earth Cafeteria
John Clare, I Am!
Naomi Shihab Nye, Making a Fist
Vachel Lindsay, The Spider and the Ghost of the Fly
Anthony Madrid, I Too Have Been to Candyland
B. H. Fairchild, Mrs. Hill
Patricia Kirkpatrick, Survivor's Guilt

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