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Poems for Family and Friends 31
d. February 2004
Sometimes in my dreams,
My arms are out to you.
I am standing in the Other World.
I can feel your soft breath on my cheek.
Alex is with me. She has just arrived.
Everything is hushed.
She asks me: Where is the man?
There is a pink light everywhere
And where is the woman, and the boy with kind eyes,
all around us like clouds,
and my old, crossed-eyed friend,
that we are breathing,
the one they called Lucy,
like we are breathing their bodies,
and that young upstart Hubble,
in and out of ourselves,
and the tiny blue bird
like light and like love
that never stopped singing,
coming together.
the one they called Jay?
She is aware of the mystery,
I tell her they’re all right behind her,
and the luminous lives that go on forever
that if she strays still, she’ll hear them approaching.
and the light that connects us.