The Day Speaks
By Carrington MacDuffie

"Oh little night, I rock you in my shining arms.
Crowded with stars
faraway reflections of myself
you are forever beyond me
but I rock you
with all that is known not invisible
while you endlessly open, never saying goodbye,
every dream that escapes,
unformed question,
give me shape, make me whole,
make my rocking arms


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