As it Mends, Torrential: Amy Palen

March 31, 2020 Kate Belew with Amy Palen (South Jersey)

When I dance, I dance myself

Into dawn -- splitting the muscles

like the spring does, a cliche, but 

sun-stretched and made new with urgency

and rain, as it mends, torrential. 

 

Are you that healing storm?  I feel

one up ahead. Atmosphere breaking.

Cracking like a shoulder as it turns

in the joint towards whatever is next. 

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