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With Amazement

–listening to Erik Satie’s Gnosienne #2

 

stepping into morning

as if it is a song

each footstep a note—

all day I tiptoe through spaces and lines

all day I am wondrously held by the rests

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Before the sun rises the first day of school

the only sounds in the house are the fish tanks

as it bubbles, the rush of the river outside the window,

and the soft motor of the cat as she makes biscuits on my lap.

Even the kitchen is quiet, save the intermittent hum

of the fridge. All day, I will try to remember this,

how quiet it is, how full of peace, a great score

on which any note can be written.

 

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when it’s morning,

when the birds are already

weaving music through the trees.

Easier when the dew

still shines on the leaves

and the world is warming.

In these ripening moments,

it’s hard to remember,

was it only hours ago,

how darkness poured over you

like oil in the ocean.

How nothing seems possible then.

But here, here is the bright red neck

of morning, humming through the shadows

on emerald wings, and here you are,

rising to meet it, not even

because you want to, but

because something in you rises

and carries you with it into the day.

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Three Nightlings

mama! she shrieks
I throw back the sheets, leap
run naked through night
but can’t make it into her dream
the place she needs me most

*

whatever the moon
says, that is what I
say, too

*

rushing out
to smell the morning
before its gone
there will be other mornings
but only one like this

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