Sunday, February 26, 2017


Oh, Orh, that first spontaneous smile in the night:

I was lost and didn’t know it, and


your beacon

found me

and now

I walk with no bear tracks beneath my feet

and no coyote in my path.

No eclipse darkens my meal.

No snake sheds in my sight.

And I can spend hours filling your well with a stone.

--Duane Vorhees

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