Remember when we gave
each other lines of poetry,
challenging each other
to use them wisely?
We put them in verses
That saved our soul: words pictures
of great lakes, ivory moons,
a rose sitting beside an earring
on a bedside table. Now,
we’re talking about meeting
in the middle of Oklahoma
where we will bring our best words,
our finest lines, and we will share them
like treasure. We will exchange our
poems with each other as we are
out in the world, painting word pictures
in the autumn sunlight. And then, later,
more closely and quietly, we will
trade our most sacred themes and images
and write a new story, even until
the brightest stars burn out.
the brightest stars burn out.
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