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They see coffee pots, medicine bottles a few inches tall. They watch children, old women burnishing ceramics, young men circling want ads, anything brides bathing, old uncles playing cards, house cats lost in the hunt. They see vapor trails discarded by intercontinental flights. Some have no right hands or left feet. All were once heaving loaves of birth. Watching is all they can do. Nora-Maria Iancu Vol de nuit chill rail under bare steps this night we play the rain. when I say three remember all the steam and red lights further then stick your ears to steel, anything and hear again the cowrie damp weeds hid enemy ahead and blackness give them power the one that wanders now astray is lost: follow the sleepers cut down the herbs to find the pools they kept for you the stars in heaps and kept the revolution wallow your boots and search your trace who's first to see the eyes of owl come back and give a whistle Departure at Noon Skin of the stoned fear, scorched retinae shivering dawdled along the streets.
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