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Winged Book

(for Sandra Landers )

From somewhere beyond

the roiling origins of bone

and need, where all the oldest

hurts and breakages

root determinedly,

you wedge a blade of flame

in the impossibly thin

season between words: This,

then, how blessing can enter

the tumult of our days’ lost

answers to hearts that plunge

along an arc of senseless

pain; this then how flight

is possible again beyond

reason, how blue exclamations

leap into joy, praise.