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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

James Owens


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Cautions for the Incarnate

Here is the stairway from that dream
where you return to the earth
and push through a warm membrane
into the house where you slept as a child.

Will you remember the soft bodies,
aching snug in their cloaks of breath?
Will you remember what always frightens you
when you look from the upper window?
Will you remember the scarlet wells inside mirrors?

Do not forget that the sounds you startle awake,
the turbines thumping in the basement
and the squeal of a rusty gate,
are only your heart discovering time,
your feet on the steps
learning to describe space by falling usefully.