Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Another new piece from Stains

(child of the land)

Is this world
the real one,
she asked,
or is the world
in my dreams – the
world that
keeps me clear
of the thread
connecting me
to what remains
This world is
what you wish
it, I said,
and she gazed
at black set eye
out to the stars
and moon
in motion
across and ocean
of memory.

© 2009 Carolyn Dunn

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