Thomas Lowe Taylor -- I stumble

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says to say what's new
the other day went along
I held my own ground again
and again
it receded and came back
I quavered over the heights
and the depths
I prayed, I sang I kicked
my heels in the dirt
asking for what is there

I lay
in the hammock
the full moon came up
through the trees
the frogs croaking
in the cedar trees
behind me
I was in Montana
a long time ago
and then
I was in the hammock

March 28, 1994