Extract
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| A Case of Identification |
This is you photographed
in '24,
Just about fifty years before your birth:
A lone female, still unidentified,
Posed with a group of seven surrealists.
(Some scholars argue the interior
Might be Café Voltaire, but are not sure.) |
My case is really
quite a simple one-
Not that this woman's wearing your beret,
Or that her lips are sensual yet thin,
Or that her eyes stare into mine as yours
Did when I told you that you seemed mature,
And not because she grins your telltale grin. |
I rest my case completely
on rapport:
No detail that a magnifying glass
Would let an avid student firmly note,
Simply the sudden, overwhelming sense
Of a rapport between her and Soupault,
The man whose eyes I use to see your picture. |
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