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Sunday, December 14, 2008

The Poet Seer

I asked for language
and was given
this necklace of words.

Then a robe of syllables,
clinging like sound
to my body.
Then my flesh
became emblazoned
with letters,
sacred markings,
each throbbing
to be heard.
Then my throat opened
and I spoke these utterances.

Now I do not remember
who I was
before I entered
this cloud of saying,
this realm of speaking god.

Dorothy Walters
December 14, 2008

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