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Let it come, says the voice,

a voice not quite mine,

and somehow more my voice

than any other.

Let it come.

 

And by let, it means,

Open your hands,

 

And by it, it means

Anything.

 

And by come, it means,

You be still. Enough running,

enough fighting, enough

pushing away.

Meet the world that’s here.

 

I close my eyes,

and an invisible cage lifts.

Let it come, says the voice,

and I move my lips with it

until the prayer

is my own.

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I plant the seeds
and the wind
carries them away.
They were small,
the size of
the word love
typed 12-point
in this poem,
and the beauty I imagined
would come from them
so great.

*

Where does
longing come
from?
Nothing wrong
with it,
says my teacher,
as long as
it is opening
us.

*

I plant the seeds
and the critters
I never seem to see
nibble the green shoots
in the night
until there is
nothing left.

*

It is not true
that there
is nothing
left.
Here I am.
Love.
There you are.

*

Now the edamame
on the other hand,
they leap
from the dirt,
bless them.

*

Into a bowl
I sing
a blue song.

*

Just as the seed
buried in the dark
seeks light,
the light
too,
seeks the dark,
seeks everything
that is not
light.

*

It never
comes
the way
I will expect
it will.
Look at
these melons
volunteering
in every corner
of the garden.

*

I tell myself
the dirt
is also
beautiful,
the dirt
where the flowers
would have been.
I almost
believe it.

*

Not quite.

*

If a woman
sings in a bowl
and there is
no one there
to hear her,
did she
make a sound?

*

In my hand,
more seeds.
I plant some of them
just the way
the directions say.
Some of them
I throw
to the wind.

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nothing holds back
the river forever—
these hands still trying

same cold, same dawn,
same landscape—even that hill
seems tired of standing

*

again I write
in my head the letter, again
I rip it up

*

and then the day came
when I sat in the lupine
instead of climbing

*

morning after
the storm each glittering limb
the most lovely

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