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Original poem reprinted online here: "Fault" by Ron Koertge Originally read: July 1, 2013 More information about the Poet: Ron Koertge   In the first quatrain, the style starts out as a narrative, "In the airport bar, I tell my mother not to worry. / No one ever tripped and fell into the San Adreas / Fault."  Past me noted, "trying to calm with joke."  What the first couple of lines also does is set up a relationship between the son and mother where the roles are sort of reversed.  The son is the clam, reassuring one; meanwhile, the mother, "But as she dabs at her dry eyes, I remember / those old movies where the earth does open."  The mother is a little flustered, and although the reader can infer the reasons why she's flustered, the speaker uses the moment to explore representation behind the fear in "old movies." "There's always one blonde entomologist, four / deceitful explorer, and a pilot who's good looking"....