June 4, 2010
ivan the dissident: after the fall

Fortunately, all the seasons are in our bones

So when cardinals and blue jays dismiss themselves in fall

We still remember spring, hope, home.

After the buildings fell I shook in the lake alone

Til I could feel my skin. And theirs in mid air, turning

To angels to break the fall. Then…

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