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Ash and Scar
.................................We choose the thing that will destroy us
ash and scar, unwritten worlds folded,
thrown beyond our bodies. We were told
to fear flame but look into its marigoldof blooming light, our eyes granulated.
We want to emerge complete, forgetful
leaving it all behind, translucent
as ash and scar, wormskin in water.Thrown beyond the body, we choose
to look into the white noise of daisies
find our hair transformed into petals.
The thing that will destroy us we choose
to dissolve in, green-fingered - weeping..................................
Jennifer Hill Kaucher
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Copyright © Jennifer Hill Kaucher
January 2002
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...a poem in this room by Geneviève Szopa-Monley...
east meets west in sun and flowers
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