When least expected,
magic twines legs like
a cat. Or was it always
here, and by averting
eyes from the shadow,
I missed its shine? Or
did A strike it from my
flint-like limbs? Either
way,21 its song fills every
room, and I only have
to notice what catches
in my throat when
I lift voice in return.
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21“It is not that something different is seen, but that one
sees differently. It is as though the spatial act of seeing were
changed by a new dimension,” Carl Jung.
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