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Because rain has been falling.

She’s doing the things people do when they’re dying.
It doesn’t need to be imagined.

We all traveled together.
And I believe we shared one hope.

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These are the woods where he grew up.

It’s dark.
It’s very quiet.

The dark pond. Which is more filmic?
A photographic memory or amnesia?

Two years after he disappeared,
I woke, having dreamed of him.

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She’ll step in. She knows what’s needed.
Her foot is in the boot.

We had him out on a beautiful blanket,
out near the sea. A moment of sun.

Of course, I’m so interested
in her house—

the view
from the balcony…

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It began to snow.

It was snowing
all over Germany.

The print on paper will certainly be lost.

There were unopened letters, also.
After she died, they kept coming.