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37 The cenTer Drinking coffee on the boulevard with Carroll the astrologer and Sal returned from long ago talking Seattle Hawaii settlements of people we knew the shine of their eyes over time and space I remembered a pollenburst of chickadees in the air rising to the Berkeley hills catapult into space the trees breathing across the crest like a tremendous pelt not to need shelter and center These eaves are the heavens This floor our plowed fields This hearth our wedded love to be beyond flesh and nostalgia in the pure sunlight ...

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