Memoir Poem: Big Sur Dream

Big Sur,

poem for steve originally written in 1997


(when last we met, there was an elephant in love).

You kissed my eyeclosed forehead

dove like ornament

eclipsed in sun flame leaf shadows

over and over and over

your name spins golden flowers

as if I’d ever forget your yes

how remarkably

trust adjusts

every difference in us.

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