SUNDAY POEM
MEDITATIONS FROM THE CENTER: 4
In the center of my throat is templed
silence
the Great Void swells in the center of my throat
boat skims the sea on
wind-whipped sails
lanyards sing in the center of my throat
underground river-run
red-rock canyon-roar
in the center in the center
center of my throat
whispering clanging clamorous bells in the
center of my throat
in the center, in the center, round the center of
my throat
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