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by Susan DunnTENTH AVATAR Date one day in 2000 |
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to G. H.
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the River City, in a city of one million,
Alone and in precarious balance, Threatening to submerge, I held up for viewing and for safety The most precious thing in the world: My son who he was and how he was; Myself who I am and how I am; and My memories of him, his world and mine In totality, the universe as known to me, All suns and stars and planets and galaxies, And asked someone in all the world To come and look Before the end.
And you came, shielding your eyes, And looked upon this terrible thing I held aloft Blinding in its austerity For the thing was me and all that is mine Destroyed More a beauty on the descending side of terror.
I painted memories into your unseeing eyes In the firm, round glows of his dimpled childhood In the pear-tasting blues of his peerless eyes, In the rose-scented sundazzles of his hair, In the trumpeting bronzes of his awards, And in the slower Doppler shades of Loved forever, Lost forever, Forevergone. And my mournful song reverberated in the Kind, wide hollows of your listening As we gave words to the Humming Chorus.
We rocked upon gentle waves As you carried us, like the River In this city of one million persons Plus One Making slow and sorrowful circles, Over and over again With your silk-gloved palm, In the tear-stained cliqueart, Smoothing out the place to lay to rest -- All piteous and wild My world, all planets and stars, And my fair young son as well.
I laid him there, In the place of your making, And smoothed his hair, And stroked his head, And kissed the eyelashes Of which we have spoken, One last time, And gave him, my life, and all Id known, Back to the chaos, Back to the void, Held only in the caverns of your mind. |
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Reading notes: You know the Humming Chorus from "Madame Butterfly" ? All they do is hum.
Susan graduated from Carleton College, Northfield, Minnesota in 1966.