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Emily
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Current Poems |
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Email:
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Morning Invocation After you leave this morning, I
dream of you in the hand of God, in the curve of
a maple leaf. Others would picture you, their
loved ones, in the hand of Buddha, or riding the
dragonfly of luck. As each of you step from our beds
out onto asphalt, under the complicated sky of traffic
lights we pull the quilts higher and see
you riding in a ship across an ocean of no hard edges,
Odysseus, being led finally,
against all odds, home. |
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This poem is currently on a Juneau
bus as part of the Juneau Arts & Humanities Council Onmibus Poetry
Project. ©Emily Wall 2005. |