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Poetry | June 2005

When I Awake, Daughter, What Matters

By Denise Calvetti Michaels

Not the dream I’d been dreaming
but the marrow of my life like cold snap leaves
— runes, really, salmon-pink
I swept into gunnysacks with bamboo,
before the water broke, before you were born.

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