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[From The Cell by Lyn Hejinian]

It is obstructive to be
           round against the lightness of
           the wall
A social encounter not seeming
           to happen as it will
Nations blossom and reward from
           the vines of latitude and
           the individual person swallows the
           pace
Where else would I find
           the space to read
Deliberately to keep the sensory
           and the world apart

The open sky is blue
           with storage, is waves receding
           violently through the trees
And for whom never to
           tell
Two people cannot be bare
           at the same time because
           they have to exchange visibility

You can listen to Lyn read some of her work by going to the ever marvy Electronic Poetry Center at SUNY-Buffalo.