Flesh Made The Word
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Sheena Blackhall
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Flesh made the Word
Words swim up from the bottom of my mind
Arrange themselves into poems
They are my grandmother's children, my father's siblings
Their country of origin crosses invisible borders
English stands at the entry points
There are rules and laws be followed
Poems from distant seas
Bob up like dolphins
Pre-birth, the silent tongue,
The stopped ear
The empty mirror
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