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The tree said
stay.
I stayed.
The tree said
go.
I went.
The tree said
come.
I come.
The tree said
Christine La Belle
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you will come today
tomorrow
I hold a wet finger
to the wind
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i open the
door to spit
a mockery in
that space my
mouth is dry.
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hold me not these tools a shape is worked into and above all say you know it's just too damned beauti- -ful.
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After sunset I wonder what color the birds' heads are
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wander me lonely in last chance wind give me half the faded thistle blown where scattered to know return and gently circle a tree its leaning.
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I watch for the sun as fully expectant the earth accepts the rain
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Spring--- and the last white flower fades from the blue stem of the mountain
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no shadow is cast then coming in from the sun I find the house dark
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In the face of the full moon the morning glory closes its door.
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