The Orinoco overflows from a goblet,
spouts from the center as though
water had wings. I'm telling you,
this goblet rests on a table
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- for Rosalind
Because I was a cave,
and you were the bird that flew through
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Watching your mouth as you eat I think
perhaps an apple is the universe and your body
is an orchard full of trees. I've seen the way your leaves
cling to the ground in fall, and I noted then
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—inspired by the Remedios Varo painting To Be Reborn
To be reborn,
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—After Thich Nhat Hanh
It looked like a pancake,
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The language of your thighs-
decapitated matches
still burning, decapitated verbs
spun loose, your body a woodshed
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