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XI
Look for them, look sharp
lessons everywhere, early
and late all of us learning to read
dutiful students of the waiting-to-be known.
XII
Who said it was a great mystery?
It is a weave so fine we’re always in danger
of falling through into an embrace of light
that subtle far sturdier light
known in its poised transparency
as birthright, homecoming. heartache, memory
as this-side daily presence
stretched out to near invisibility
An everywhere. Where is the mystery?
Suppose we are the maturing of a cycle
in the terrible renewal of others waiting to be earthed
how we mourn the diminishing,
our kinfolk swept away
in the fire of the great autumnal sweeper
while we who remain are asked to learn the names
of the intricate, coiled, expected ones
who come to take their place.
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