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letmebe

she remembered
every snowflake
as memory to her tongue
knew by taste
of oceans –
might a tear become
carried by
the faithful Mississippi
knew her song
and every port
by name

a mystery
of histories
frozen into word –
breathed against
a broken window pane
distant
as the night
from where it started
sorrows coming down
to match
the rain

. . .