after the storm


... didn't I tell you about him?
a wonderful person - always there,
though never so clearly, cleanly, caringly ...		  
- my soul fragile in the press of persons
 - threatening, wounding emanations, ex-
 - panding soundless scars so hard to spar
 - against these conflicting ways
both searching standing apart,
always there, though never so dearly.
semiotics inter all i am ailla.

> worries - it's all so different
> except perhaps ... can I continue the game?
 
yes - a beautiful presence of olives.      

     funny, the clarity, the shining bright
in eyes sharp as angel's dance
on burning navels, legendary life force

peter - it's in my body this time - the
emptiness, sweet aching, yes, the
sickness home, the
swelling, yearning without, the
direction I used to call love

      ice turning bergs shifting,
chains cascading, plates snapping
- they had their time -

     กก

immense surge, relief so sweet,
> deep breaths - it's over,
> crossed and burned - belief.		       - suddenly it's me, not them 
 - no threats to or from.  
 - projections no ill-meaning - let them be.
 - expanding, Loving
 - caring, that's all.
... didn't I tell you about the bus? 
we got on last night, sitting together,
doors opened.		 * sit, unclench, untangle
* let terrors unattach
* they had their time before the bus
* with those who helped us
* when we tried to unsee.
And now they leave, healing.
We watch the trees, healing.
Laugh, cry, love, healing.
We're going home.
November 2000