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Judyth Hill

                 

May Poem

Lifted wings against air,
                         and went out.
It was the same door as ever,
the one I hid the key to,
in your garden.
                        Under cosmos,
pools of rainwater and mirrors.
                         I made a spell.
I drew out
                         the rules to gravitational spin
in spider web, a sticky nest
of falling.
                         Then, falling,
  as if I were finally that first full
  moon in May, I rose
                         for real.

Copyright © 2001 Judyth Hill.

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