If that someone who’s me yet not me yet who judges me is always with me, . . .
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You are clear . . .
I’ll do what I must if I’m bold in real time.
A refugee, I’ll be paroled in real time.
. . .
To pull the metal splinter from my palm
my father recited a story in a low voice.
I watched his lovely face and not the blade. . . .
A brenda is missing—where is she?
Summon the seeds & weeds, the desert whooshes. Phone the finch
with the crowded beak; a little pretenda . . .
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls; . . .
Give all to love;
Obey thy heart;
Friends, kindred, days, . . .
The glories of our blood and state
Are shadows, not substantial things;
There is no armour against Fate; . . .
Her e-mail inbox always overflows.
Her outbox doesn’t get much use at all.
She puts on hold the umpteen-billionth call . . .
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil . . .