The Woods by John Muir
In the dream this is a poem
I am failing to memorize
Each time I lift the page
the lines have shifted themselves
It is becoming a different poem
because I am trying to memorize it
It wants to elude me a reader
who wants to own it Like every poem
Every song's running faucet
Every skypatch of canvas with
its shoulder braced against a door
of pigment and crushed minerals
Like the woods Definition
Clusters of trees whose edge
you cannot see Whose ending
mercifully you will not reach
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