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After Bringing Home Cattails

By Dixie Partridge / July 6, 2006

Drifting toward sleep, toward
the river's edge, I cut cattails
all night, so they will
arc into my days,
fill a vacant corner as nothing else would....
How the reaping and planting motions
of our lives continue, season on season,
sleep after sleep.

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