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Once There Was a Woman Smiled at Me Once there was a woman smiled at me from her open door. I wanted her at once and sat through a political meeting in her house, thinking of just this. At This Moment I'm very pleased to be a body. Can there be someone without a body? As you hold mine I feel firmly assured that bodies are the right thing and I think all life is a body. I'm happy about trees, grass and water, especially with the sun shining on it. I slip into it, a summer pleasure. I have hurt the body. That's when I know I need it most in its whole condition. If I could prove it to you by giving pain you would agree but I prefer you with your body pressed to mine as if to say it is how we know. Think, when two must separate how sad it is for each then having to find another way to affirm their bodies. Knock one against another or tree or rock and there's your pain. Now we have our arms filled with each other. Could we not grow old in this posture and be buried as one body which others would do for us tenderly? Peace Peace belongs with the birds, buffeted by wind, driven close to the wave's lash. They have found a place for storms in their brain; utter no protest, their wings widespread. 89 ...

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