Parading

It’s not so terrible she tells me,

and silence. There are windchimes
not like you think, all darkness
not like you think, all darkness
and silence. There are windchimes
and silence. There are windchimes
and the smell of lemons, some days
and the smell of lemons, some days
it rains, but more often the air is dry —Dorianne Laux
it rains, but more often the air is dry
—Dorianne Laux

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