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Almost Happy Author(s): Jack Gilbert Source: The Iowa Review, Vol. 24, No. 1 (Winter, 1994), p. 83 Published by: University of Iowa Stable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20153492 . Accessed: 12/06/2014 23:49 Your use of the JSTOR archive indicates your acceptance of the Terms & Conditions of Use, available at . http://www.jstor.org/page/info/about/policies/terms.jsp . JSTOR is a not-for-profit service that helps scholars, researchers, and students discover, use, and build upon a wide range of content in a trusted digital archive. We use information technology and tools to increase productivity and facilitate new forms of scholarship. For more information about JSTOR, please contact [email protected]. . University of Iowa is collaborating with JSTOR to digitize, preserve and extend access to The Iowa Review. http://www.jstor.org This content downloaded from 188.72.126.181 on Thu, 12 Jun 2014 23:49:10 PM All use subject to JSTOR Terms and Conditions

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Almost HappyAuthor(s): Jack GilbertSource: The Iowa Review, Vol. 24, No. 1 (Winter, 1994), p. 83Published by: University of IowaStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20153492 .

Accessed: 12/06/2014 23:49

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Almost Happy

The goldfish is dead this morning on the bottom

of her world. The autumn sky is white,

the trees are coming apart in the cold rain.

Loneliness gets closer and closer.

He drinks hot tea and sings off key:

This train ain't a going-home train, this train.

This is not a going-home train, this train.

This train ain't a going-home train 'cause

my home's on a gone-away train. That train.

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