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----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Morning Swim by Maxine Kumin Into my empty head there come I set out, oily and nude There was no line, no roof or floor Night fog thick as terry cloth I hung my bathrobe on two pegs. Invaded and invader, I Fish twitched beneath me, quick and tame. and in the rhythm of the swim I hummed "Abide With Me." The beat rose in the bubbles I put out My bones drank water; water fell that fed the lake that met my sea 2:27 p.m. - 2006-08-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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