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FROM New and Collected Poems 1970-1985 (1986) In Dream I died and called for you, and you came from a distance, hurrying but impassive. You looked long and steadily at my face, then left and strode back into the distance, rapidly growing smaller to the eye. You vanished, but where Ilay I could hear your voice low and quick, urging me to awaken to the sunrise at the window of the bedroom where we slept together. I rose up and followed you into the distance, and there heard the laughter and wit with which we had spent our days together. Then silence, and I knew we both were dead, for you had spoken to me in death, as only the dead could do, and so at last we were together. Concrete We roll apart, lie side by side, quiet. We talk of love, family and troubles. In silence we regard each other's life and check the time for school, trains, schedules, business calls. Getting dressed, we take our bodies with us 746 | Poems of the 1980s ...

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