Friday, May 23, 2014

143/365 : the definition of magic



do you remember the first time
you heard Joanna Newsom croon?

i do. i was eighteen
and my boyfriend made me
a mix cd called "songs for this"

"your skin is something
that i stir into my tea,"*
she wailed to me

and i knew what she meant
without ever having
experienced it

this, i'm learning is
the definition of magic:
from the stars and the clouds,
the universal gets pulled down

and we can suddenly
taste the poetry


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