WHEN SHE SAID: "SWEETHEART"

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an early love poem

My heart is with this stone.

 As silent energy

it forces crisis after crisis.

 It slings brutality across your face,

like ice.

 It lords it over life.

 

“Sweetheart”,

you spoke that world unbearably,

like rape,

as beautifully as evening

when the whimbrel’s seven fluting notes

innumerably measure how the distance

widens between earth and moon.

 I might have listened

but my heart is with this stone.

 

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