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Walls, trees higher than the house, then light--
What's holding it above me? What dream
Of sleep, what clear
Sky floated out of reach, beyond the walls,
What cry, what rustling in the leaves?
Eyes, green eyes, one night I slept
Forever: leaves
Unfurling, catkins falling
Without premonition. Shipyards.
Dolphins leaping from wavetop to wavetop--
How do we survive, forever joined, forever
Apart, dawn-soaked, sidereal?
Tiny room, a tree house, wet
Leaves swirling at the screen and afterwards
A face I couldn't recognize.
Then light. The wood we burn releasing
Light, our bodies made of light
Still bending as we sleep--
Clear sky, a brush of wings.
The light protecting us from itself.
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