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The grandmother sits silently on the stoop with the newborn. Here is quiet and ability to dress and undress, to eat and to digest, to expel waste and to make arrangements and to carry them out. For My Mother III I'll join you in your sleep, into the same darkness dive, where dead fish float together. But we shall be communing, blindly and without feeling, by knowing now, as I lie back upon a pillow, as you close your eyes, its comfort. 5 This page intentionally left blank ...

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