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Ochre and Blue
A poem
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Waking to ochre birch leaves
sinking in the blue undersea of dawn,
I swim in the same currents,
needing nothing.
Later I'll forget this,
and mourn the end of autumn.
What's left to be said
about being human?
Chase Twichell's most recent book is Horses Where the Answers Should Have Been: New and Selected Poems (2010). She is a student at Zen Mountain Monastery.
Image: Photograph by Corey Kohn
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