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Surrender is not like this highway

with its dotted lines and passing lanes

and its well-marked exit signs.

Surrender is more a dirt country road

where you’ve taken a turn

that doesn’t show up in the map.

And then run out of gas. And

get a flat. And then, when you think

it can’t get worse, you start

to giggle, then full belly laugh.

Yeah, surrender is something like that.

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throwing the compass

into the tall grass—

the feet giddy with possibility

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One Afternoon

 

 

 

Here is his ferocity—

how it opens him like a monsoon

here is your umbrella

fling it in the rain

let the flood rearrange you

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I tell myself this is how love begins,

with a grumble. A rock in the shoe.

The flowers dead. Sleet.

This is how love begins, with taunting.

With mud on its feet. It begins

when we can’t imagine loving.

It begins when there is no light.

This is how love begins. When

we’re too exhausted to fight,

and as we slump, a door appears,

and we can’t imagine not

walking through it.

 

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unable to hold things together

I open my hands, let everything drop

and feel how the world holds me

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Beside the highway,

the willows are beginning

to find their green

and the dandelions

have begun to spell

their golden praise

across the ground.

What more did I think

I needed today?

Some proof that things

do not fall apart?

Let me surrender

to beauty, brief

as it is, the melody

that plays beneath

all other melodies.

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One Unlearning

 

 

 

peeling away the film—

discovering how to sing

in a voice I can’t call my own

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