ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS

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Sequence: 7

TRIPLE OUGHT
we have endured...


TURN OR BE TURNED
waking...


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I am...


WEAK
my ill-rising...


FIRST DAY OF SPRING A BLIZZARD VISITS US
this last snow's weight and power...


BOOK OF THE DAY
a version of no corrections...


SNOWFALL
a cancel of...


HERE, YOU
valley of the powerless...


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the minutes...


NOTES IN HIS OWN HAND
About the destroying condition....


NEIGHBORLY
our day...


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out of the door...


JUST BARELY
here it is difficult...


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quoted before I speak...


TRUE
time to notice...


POINT OUT
here is an impossibility...


COMPANY
there is a quiet before I speak...


HEARTENED
almost midnight...


IN PROCESS
giving thanks or sass...


CONTINUANCE
a face to look into for...


STRUGGLE TO UNDERSTAND
fresh tears...


PRAYER
heart made of dirt...


MONDAY
the call to remind me...


JUST LIKE ME
trying to move sideways...


HOW IT IS
the old smile...


THUNDERSTORM LIGHTNING FLASHES
the storm's welcome...


THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF AT LEAST ONE PERSON
a shell game in which...


FOR THOSE LYING WAKEFUL AS IT STORMS
thunder off in the distance...


4/22/96
press of rain...


CONSCIOUSNESS
what grabs it...


CLEAR DARK
there should be...


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see what...


START OF THE DAY
tight...


ADDRESSING YOU
if you are staring at me...


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the strange diction...


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3 a.m. an owl calls out...


WEATHER REPORT
showers and thundershowers...


NOTATION
I allow myself to be influenced. It is ...


WHEN YOU
arrive in ocean a wave arises inside you...


THEFT OF LINES FROM CERNUDA
Sleep...


10/20/96
my circles run through the woods...


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held up my empty secrets...


THE FEELING OF IT
North begins hereabouts...


TIME TO GO
winter light...


A PLACE
it closes to them...


CLOSING MY EYES
as I die...


STORY ABOUT SAFETY
the wind up...


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a voice in the room...


11/19/96
words rest...


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clouds form...


POEM OF SLEEP
sky mists...


MUSIC
a music that makes me...


WHEN I READ
I read to keep steady...


SOS
the page shifts no rest a sea...


NOW REMEMBERING
the rain cuts...


CARRIED
I give up on my fingers...


HAWK
strong hunter...


OVER AND OUT
crossing over the creek bed...

Listen!


SUMMER PRAISES


the ground-filling rain
the rain like spray
the rain driven to violence by the sharp angles of the wind
the strange rain coming briefly while the sun shines
the soft rain yesterday washing into today's brightness
the rain at night that shelters your sleep
the rumbles shouts and split flashes that are rain's accompaniment
the rain that digs the dirt and softens it till the sunflowers keel over
the rain talking over stones
the gloomy rain that conditions your thoughts
the loving rain the harsh one the one that will not leave
the rain that hides in the cellar or jumps off the roof
the satisfying rain and the one that only teases
the rain in your hand the rain on your shoulders
the rain with a rhythm of blood drowsing you
the rain walking home beside you
the rain apart from you
the rain that never stops singing
the weary rain that wishes to stop
the rain that kills the memory of drought with its own green hands
the rain marks in the dust
the rust that remembers rain
the results of rain in tall crops thick air and mosquitos
the rain holding your thoughts in its pocket like a letter
the rain going into your mind through your ears
the delight of rain the boredom of rain the sleepiness of rain the
     rendering of rain as crayola lines
the rain you've grown up with and the new rain about to fall
the things touched by rain that are gone when the rain comes again
the rain when it was in the clouds was not rain but clouds
the clouds when they visit are not clouds but rain
the rain changes itself and others
the rain dries off the sun is strong you sit under a tree
sheltering as you did from the rain only now from the sun
and the shadows rain down on you