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River Bytham
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by practice of the commandment
the naked attachment of the will
(but, in the mind, each Zion)—
played first by fresh, then by salt, only then by blood
I seize your harp
& dendrochronologies, their variable apparels
the flood
recedesmerely glacial, a Babylon
hands wet from fishing in deep water
catching everything in nets, except that vanquished music
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a forced march
through saint- and gale-infested quarrylands
Neither is it fundamentally apparent
on an organismic scale:
the nerves, the damaged cords, the ear’s
membrane (metaphorical drum) hitched not to the anvil
but
the great fissures—
“These are the witnesses that reach everywhere,”
elm, ash, oak, birch, alder, pine
(the blood’s inhabitants,its Ararat) 
The Abandoned Hour
The Lame Take the Prey
River Bytham
St. Winifred’s Well (2)