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a poet’s notebook


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Aubade for Pris & Baylus

Baylus turns and says

look! Sky is separating

from land, you can see

the line of the mountains.

Pris says, have some tea,

have a cookie, comfort

Teddy. That line is still

hazy and dim, don’t go.

Baylus drinks the air.

Baylus rocks a bear.

Baylus pulls his boy-

sword, and vows

to stay the grownups.

Pris makes a nest

of blankets, pillows

and plush elephants.

Baylus says, it’s time

now, it’s time for you

to fly. I fade now. I

fade.

   

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