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On Marriage

Wind's air
that sensed a near
hollow in the pressure

and poured
toward that rising stratum
to hold it fast: a depression

in the balance
of things it had to change

Still air's
wind that had its way, inrushed, unemptied
what was left, then settled
into the lull it was, its
constituent quiescence:

Bruce Beasley

All Soul Parts Returned
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