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If I Said by Sally Rosen Kindred

If I Said to my mother That you were once a doll tucked in the arm of the crooked birch. That we nested lilacs in our lashes but in the morning we could not open our eyes. (Woke but the lids were closed. Woke, but the roof refused.) That you could fasten your song to this cradle-milk sky, that you could lie down to be named here, your bones ribbons, your bones a glass net. And your sorrow the bird in it, beating. And if I said you'd always loved me, that I was your mother, and you had never been mine-my lonely wren, you would believe, you would unclench your grief, let it slip from the silver tree. I say songs are a mercy. Our sleep delivers the leaves. That you are not sick anymore, not sorry-and (feathers, soft blooms) you remember me.
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Think I’m probably just going to post some poetry and music that I love.
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