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.


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