--Wendy BattinOnly now that we've come and come to rest,now that we've hinged apart like wings,back-stroked on the bed and sinking--boatmen and waterbirdsdream the same dream: the dream of not flying.No one else dreams it.
"Only the twilight crow knows how I feel."--Wendy BattinOnly a fluke of sight,the astigmatictwilight makes acrow shimmer. Whoknows black feathers knowshow no-light finds its prism.I was not light this morning, now Ifeel I scatter.
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