these are the timesdirty beloved
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24.6.05

You Miss It

...the way you rose up to meet it
in fear, and were enlarged,
somehow, by the rising
and your own fumbling for sounds,
sequences, syllables

to cast yourself like a spell
into the midst of something...

Max Garland
Poetry Daily
24.Jun.04

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