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| "Original Collage," 2015, Mary Jo Hoffman |
Another Life
And where your skin has been stretched
thin this is an occasion to love you more
says the light to what it permeates
I puppet the light to help me hear it
Whenever I see a notch in the reptilian skin
of the tree pooling into the ground I see
the perfect place to call home if you were
a chipmunk If the tree were less blemished
fewer animals could survive within it
How did the word blemish arise Was there
ever a sound untouched thing Smooth and
intact The golden curved cheek or lip
lustrous under a Flemish painter’s hand
Nowhere on this earth is there a creature
an object a speck a cell without flaw for
it is existence that damages us into being
[Image above by Mary Jo Hoffman]
