Friday, November 12, 2010

My Dearest Friends

My secrets have no names
I cannot describe the shapes of their noses
the points of their chins, the slants of their eyes.

[from Natural Light--the Body is Illuminated - Andrea Morales]

All I know is that they make a blanket that keeps
me warm all night long, and they offer comfort
in the shadows, and sometimes make my feet unsteady.

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