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on one foot dancing

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seafarer's lament


in dead of
resurrection bay
we pray
o lady
folded blind
stumbling lame
paving way
in dark of day
mother night
blaze of twilight
from darkness
that yet may be might
lift the burden
of our bending
in the mending
of broken lust
lingering as dust
in garden mind
hidden and revealed
the concealed concealed
the nameless named
by naming of name
in conceit of shame
stuttering and mute
with shackled foot
treading path
to hope of death
we pray
in dead of
resurrection bay

homer, alaska
25 july 2006


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