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Danny

March 1, 2015 Jeff Forrester
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You passed me a bowl of oolong tea. 

I giggled hard again, and so did you. 

                           *

I pointed at a star within Orion. 

You said it was my time to die. 

                           *

Over there, by the cypress tree, we met her 

and we both were stirred. 

                           *

You wore a brocade robe, sage and violet. 

I was only a baby.

                           *

The river moved like honey that night,  

the plum wine made it so.  

                          *

I sharpened my blade on his wanting neck. 

You did not disapprove. 

                         *

Her love took you by surprise, but I felt it

early on, when we rode single on the steppe. 

                         * 

Three times they warned you the camp was north. 

You wouldn’t listen.

                         * 

Yours was a gift from Cygnus.  

I will never forget it. 

                         *

I clutched your forearm, but the rain was like oil 

and I lost it. 

                         *

After that morning I kept the bronze coin

in a box, always, next to my altar. 

                         * 

The blue bird was a kingfisher, 

not a jay. 

                         * 

The jar was empty. 

He fooled us both. 

                         * 

But the lantern we carry—

steady over these marble bridges—

 

it cannot be blown out.

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