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Remembering

This is for Megan. We had a conversation today about early memories. It reminded me of the following poem. I had the incredible good luck to be in a workshop with Denise Levertov and this came out of that.

ORPHAN

Longing began in secret
when I was a child
the feeling that stole my security
the pull of a distant world
intrigued and grieved me

It came from seeing a woman
more beautiful than my mother
but it had more to do
with hedges and backyards at nightfall

Oh, to be out under those stars
slipping through the hedges
running on the streets
bare feet slapping the still-warm pavement

an orphan

escaped from the burden of
complicated family love

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