ABOUT THE SILVER TUNNELING TORNADO I cry with bears / who grumble in the dark / and wolves who crack / elk bones with bloody teeth. THE ANIMAL US There are birds in our blood; the trees are kissing us with every breath. Great beings watch over us from realms where a thousand earth yea… YOUR SUNSHINE IN MY CLAY Your wind blowing through my eyes; / Your thorns on mountainside roses / pricking the skin of lovers. / Help me remember. RAMBLING IN REMEMBRANCE Quail thrash the morning sky / and my blood jumps. / Plumped up, pumped up, / I’m spinning like a whirligig seed leaf tumbling.
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