memorial for a brilliant woman

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Wish I had a river (from joni mitchell)

I used to slip out of a chair like a cat,
smooth, legs already in motion, take in
the whole wide world in a turn, mine,
everything in sight, if I wanted it.

Wish I had a river, clear from here
to somewhere I think I was once,
laying in sweet grass, a granite pillow
beat down by time in the warm sun..

This day is blue-skied and soft, summer
standing up to a last pass of spring,
lingering too long in the bed, daffodils
need cutting back, for next year's yellow.

I thought you would be enough, even if
you don't see how I wish I had a river,
flowing from far off so I could let you
fall over my body like a waterfall.

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