Wednesday, January 23, 2019

I Dreamed Again by Anne Michaels

I Dreamed Again

I dreamed again you were alive, and woke
certain     it was your voice
love is whisky, it is milk,
it is water     don't ever, you said in the dream,
think I've gone 

I woke a little more, a moment or two,
then remembered. Memory makes it so. Keeps you
under the trees. 

So I did not turn on the lamp
but lay until I felt again your warmth with mine
heard your voice in my hair 

I lay there a long time,

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