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Sonnet/Ghazal to Sleep
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Sonnet/ghazal to SleeP These white nights she lacked sleep, she said. How else conjure without black sleep, she said. You hear the rushing cauldron-ear, sore throat; How will it bring you near? Hack sleep, she said. Worried pieces of the day replay: could have, should have. If you’re broken into bits how track sleep, she said. Rome’s Tevere already light, dividing art from heart; Early and earlier hemisphere; why attack sleep, she said. No nights, no morning star. You sit, a pool of light, Inside the hum of where you are: Crack, weep, she said. Forget all hand-me-down words of woe; even oh no. Hissing addicts who like you, Flak sleep, she said. Tomorrow is today, the border porous, Sharon a plain; Before dawn, lie down, go back to sleep, she said. ...