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Twilights

         “How deeper than elsewhere is the dusk in
    your own back yard.” ~Charles Wright

I step out onto the porch as dawn’s first
glow wafts from no place to fill
the every-where growing round me

and sense this known patch of ground
shaped by our labors,
         stone by stone,
              bush by bush,
         tree by blooming tree,
spreading out of the shadows born

when light dissolved last night
from this loved place, so we
            might rest in deep
                unknowing,

and every thing might,
            once again, from out
               of cradling darkness

begin to rise.
                             10/10/2017
   *“After reading Tufu, I go outside to the Dwarf Orchard”
Chickamauga, Farrar, Straus & Giroux, 1995
https://poets.org/poem/after-reading-tu-fu-i-go-outside-dwarf-orchard

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  4. Hi Sue, Is this your poem or a forward of someone else’s? Too many possibilities. 🙂 But it is lovely, whosever it is. Doesn’t sound like you. I am about to go to Alumni College. xx, J

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    • Oh it’s my poem written in 2017. Rediscovered a couple days ago, and tweaked a bit before posting. Have a good trip to Alumni College, I didn’t realize it started this early in the week. Was going to call you tomorrow—will send email with more or ouf latest news. Life has been packed.

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