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2 POEMS Rae Gouirand |
CHORDAE TENDONAE To draw a line bone to bone the name from its closed confusion touch me: like the feeling: to sympathize say heartstrings and list as in place: move your hand across between touch and telling their job: that tender pass
SOLSTICE I have a friend who capitalizes silent days describe how it feels feels before it breaks in the cold cold: the piece we keep on such changing days someone else's to know the why for why I reach: & hold so much: & listen for the glowing holds but by that
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