Coyote and Selected Poems by
Lamar Thomas
Teshuvah
Gathering up all the dolphins
in my dreaming.
I’m coming home.
Hearing the hooves of great Pan
clicking on the stones of Manchester Beach.
Mystery no longer holds me.
Taking down the black veil
from the mirror in my hallway.
I cannot worship death.
The arrow news is swift
and true, and yet, long flies
the heart hiding from itself.
Nomad: I hasten through fields
of poppy and sunflower.
The fragrance weaves into my hair.
The horizon withdraws
and I have no prayers to sunset.
I now follow a narrow human shore.
After the opiates and the lost loves,
how can I become myself?
The key to all this is redemption.
And what is that redemption?
Every thing that leads towards Yes,
towards what must be made romantic
in a world that says No.
Copyright © 2000 Lamar Thomas
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