Rebecca like a Parting of the Clouds

alumna of all angels
I could write about you forever
about you, of you,
come near you, spin  away,
eccentrically orbit you

wing feathers fill your pillow
and counterpane
wing feathers in my memory
a scent that sticks to my face
a scent that will not wash out


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Fell
bored
off my chair
Slid
to
the
floor

Coccyx


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Swans can't fly
If ever you see them in the air
they're not flying
It's all done with springy wires
and sky hooks
You must believe me
I have a good degree in science



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