|Publisher:||Knopf Publishing Group|
|Product dimensions:||5.87(w) x 8.36(h) x 0.36(d)|
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Above the terra cotta roofs, swallows dart,
Stitching together the gathered dust of day.
At dawn, humidity hangs like a hive.
How surprised we are to find we live here,
Here within our bodies. The air, downswept,
Is fragrant: soot, sweat, spikes of lavender;
The unrestored light gold and aquamarine.
All is known and tenuous. Tenuous and known.
Bells. Then afterward, the quiet after bells.
Our bodies are not hidden, but revealed
Before the spirit of whom we are guests.
Revived, we hold each other and we rest.