not one of us
who set out
was able to follow the map
we had drawn in our hearts.
not one of us
who set out
has returned whole.
we thought the dragons
in the wine dark sea
were just cartographic illuminations.
resilience is a half smile;
recognition, a proffered hand.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
65/365: those of us who set out (published in See Spot Run)
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