Issue Five

Autumn 2012


Prescription 1:


In the light of the moon we identify
coordinates, only to see them wash
away in the orange sunrise. To find
the lost requires more than GPS
or map, compass and sextant.
In the shimmer of our peripheral
vision they are the same, reading
an old book, or chopping vegetables.
In a better world, we could take
the compass and a straight edge
draw daisies, or circles around time
to hold everyone in a circle singing,
hands around each other's waists.



Carol Dorf



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