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August 4, 2008

It was a day when veils moved,
lifted by fragrant winds; new
vistas were glimpsed beyond windows:
mountains where there had been
purple desert; sting rays and sharks
swimming though city parks.
He touched her arm and everything
she was drained out of her, down
her legs and feet as if the earth
drank her whole. A day when
walls around her world crumbled
and fell. Fresh waters welled
from below, refilling her; new
light splashed on the riverbank.

by Judith Bernal

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  1. Ivy
    August 4, 2008 at 10:56 am

    Beautifully read. Thank you.

  2. Bryna Fireside
    August 4, 2008 at 2:41 pm

    See what happens when you send things out? Do this more often. REad aloud- you are a wonderful reader. And such a visual poem.

  3. Coco
    August 4, 2008 at 5:14 pm

    Just beautiful, elegant, plain. Congratulations. And yes, I agree, do it more often

  4. August 4, 2008 at 6:17 pm

    Oh. That’s gorgeous, gorgeous.

  5. Carl Auerbach
    August 4, 2008 at 10:07 pm

    Beautifully read. Congratulations.

  6. Judy K
    August 7, 2008 at 10:20 am

    I felt it all with you — Thanks! Looking forward to more.

  7. LVPD
    August 7, 2008 at 11:15 am

    Yeah! So much fun to have had a hand in the recording…. It really is lovely. Well done.

  8. Lenore
    August 7, 2008 at 1:15 pm

    So glad you took the leap in sharing your talent with others

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