Lately I have felt the wind, in all its pleasant coldness,
Reminding me of walking, how to take stormy strides,
Even if it is not truly me taking them.
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'Dreams are necessary to life.' - Anais Nin
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(For Doshia Watkins,1909-2011)
There was more in you than in me. There was
the outer core and the inner storm, the staged
whispers and curtain calls which go awry.
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News preempted news, upstaging clean air,
forced and stained against each open doorway,
while our faces were awash in speeches that cured.
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Photos on a table: nearly shiny gods of reflection,
made us bow down before the small, instant altars
spread out like a sea of happy snapshots.
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Not kept by the mountain,
but owning it -
its shape, now destined
for invisible change,
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At the florist, a lady
smelled heavenly;
I grew nearly
intoxicated; swooning
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Out there in the dire hinterlands,
a vastness ebvelopes tropes of yesterday,
that will never be held again.
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