Tuesday, January 19, 2010

JOSEPH YOUNG

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Joseph Young

You might start with the top of the head, where the heat goes. This is first, first from the womb, the first word.


Joseph Young

There might have been a faith that placed it in the mouth, not the liver or in the heart.


Joseph Young

It might have been the desert that made things first for the eye. Now the trees all fall to light.


Joseph Young

She might have been the mother or a sister, her head was navy with the moon.


Joseph Young

You might end with the feet, washed, where much the world will go.

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