To get there at night in an open boat, I crossed How to Get to My House To get there at night in an open boat, I crossed a lake large as a sea. And told you, whoever you were, that the houses on the shore were flooded. I pointed them out. Why had I moved to this ruined lakeside? that was not in a city, … Continue reading Jean Blakeman<\/span>
\na lake large as a sea.
\nAnd told you, whoever you were,
\nthat the houses on the shore
\nwere flooded. I pointed them out.
\nWhy had I moved to this ruined lakeside?
\nthat was not in a city, not a town? Something<\/span>
\nI needed? To fix?
\nTo begin again?
\nNo. No, I could simply wake up, as I did,
\nthinking Where am I?
\nWhere am I? Where am I?<\/em>
\nand feel the bed and the splendid sheets, the cold room
\nin a real house on a mountain.
\nWoolen socks on my feet.<\/p>\n
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