She's like an islandMade of rock, with one lone tree at the topOf the only mountain. She's like the soleIncongruous goat tethered to the tree,Smiling almost as you approach, scrapingThe ground with its horns, and then--Lickety split--lurching hard, daringThe rope to snap.

-Tracy K. Smith

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