Mending the Bowl: the Plot in us

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I don’t know whether the blueprint

pushes the action ahead or follows it,

but I have often composed with diagrams.

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The hollowed stone

gives us the hallowed tone

of the dying god’s vows

that sing a small sun song

of light reflecting in

an open field pocked

with bomb craters

where the old and tired

Lock Picker fishes

watching the kayaks play

in the rapids

of the Great River Nile.

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