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In the Dream

 

 

I choose to go down with the boat

and grip tight the rails—

and the blue water widens its mouth

and swallows the ship, pulls it deeper, deeper in,

but I can’t make my body stay down,

and I float, unwillingly, to the surface.

I wake, spluttering, resentful—

this is not how it was supposed to end—

though the ship was doomed,

I was supposed to stay.

But the sunlight has other plans

for me. All day, I wring

salt water from my hair.

All day the world calls to me

like a crow, start again,

start again, start again

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three breadcrumbs

trailing from what we know

to what remains unsaid

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Punctuated

 

 

 

I keep in my pocket

a handful of colons

 

to pull out in times of need,

you know, for those times

 

when I’m just not sure

what I’m trying to say.

 

That’s what a colon’s for.

It says, “Here’s what I mean.”

 

It’s a way to introduce things,

and you know how valuable

 

introductions can be.

Something’s so fine about a colon:

 

  1. the symmetry, of course,
  2. the simplicity, and

 

  1. the way that it joins

two independent clauses.

 

And what are you,

really, my love, but one

 

independent clause,

and what am I but a second,

 

ever trying to explain,

interpret or expand

 

on the first. And that

colon between us?

 

Two stars in an intimate

constellation. Two points

 

on a map that leads

only in. Twin cherry buds

on an invisible limb

just before they bloom.

 

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Invitation

 

I’d like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony.

            —The New Seekers

 

 

The earth, say the scientists,

is more bell than we thought,

imperceptibly ringing beneath

 

our feet. Just because we can’t

hear it doesn’t mean it’s not

being played ceaselessly,

 

an ultralow hum thousands

of times below what the human ear

can hear. And the hum, they say,

 

is everywhere, uniting the globe

in a common tone. Perhaps,

they say, it’s ocean waves

 

that bang on the sea floor

or waves that crash into each other.

Perhaps, they say, the sound

 

goes all the way to the core.

Just because we don’t know why it rings

doesn’t mean we can’t sing along.

 

 

https://www.washingtonpost.com/news/speaking-of-science/wp/2017/12/08/scientists-are-slowly-unlocking-the-secrets-of-the-earths-mysterious-hum/?utm_term=.93f97c1ef02f&wpisrc=nl_rainbow&wpmm=1

 

 

 

 

 

 

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