For the future:
from Robert Duncan - ( My Mother would be a Falconresss...)
...even now, years after this,
when the wounds I left her had surely healed,
and the woman is dead
her fierce eyes closed, and if her heart
were broken, it is stilled
I would be a falcon and go free.
I tread her wrist and wear the hood,
talking to myself, and would draw blood.
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