My Body is a Vessel ~ Grace Lau

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My Body Is a Vessel
      ~after Mary Oliver
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for the sun
and a home
for the salt
air, buried in concrete
and dust, and risen
again --
as if my skin remembers
its spring song, no longer
a young and dying thing
but at last,
winged. Bring my body
back to slow rivers.
What's the word
for flock
of little joys?
I think it was
blessing.

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