Thursday, January 13, 2011

Tell Me

Tell me
stories about the last time
you wore your shirt inside out and

tell me again
that there was never an interregnum
never

a time when the lights went out;
that even then, the whales pulled
their oars in deep places

tell me the wind
drops in little bays even
where the headlands lean out
over the fretting sea.

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