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Thursday, January 24, 2008

On Meeting a Stranger (poem) 

On Meeting a Stranger

I am tired of having
to prove myself to strangers.
To say to this blank eye
who I am
what roads I have traveled
the books I read
my curious dreams
what music strikes
most deep.

I wish simply
to leap forth
from my cloud of splendor
radiant and naked
let her feel what I feel
in her own body
internal luminescence
revealing the outlines of the soul
in its full glory
lovers drowning
in a sea of light
a touch of the hand
will do.

Dorothy Walters
January 23, 2008

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