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how the wind lifts up the unexceptionable waves and sets them down. You You spring from a fantasy for charm, light, and beauty I would give myself to with outspread arms and in your absence fall. My Lovefor You My love for you is a dark hall through which I tap my way along the walls for an exit to an orchard under which I may sit and speak of my relationship to earth, like that of the pear or the peach, eaten for breakfast,filling a need; desired in the daytime and in the evening and praised for its beauty in the eye and in the mouth. Each of Us We shall love each other in bed, parlor, and kitchen when we two meet as strangers in the guise ofclerks, lawyers, doctors, or what have you that in no way resembles either you or us, except that they have the bodies like our own. 767 Peace to each of us. Peace to the strangers. Let them love each other as we cannot now. We write this to tell you we are guilty and cannot live without the guilt and cannot live with it. Now He's in class teaching English Literature and she is approaching between the aisles naked, her buttocksflowing, her legs strutting their pride in themselves No one else but he sees her, which is exactly as he wants it. She is his private memory, discussing Chaucer. She seats herself, crossing her legs, brown pubic hair forming a large dot below her navel. She looks at him and smiles, the enigmatic kind, as if to say, I'm here, as you have asked of me. Now are you at peace? 168 | Poems of the 1990s ...

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