I fell in at the braid in the river
Where doing does and language sloughs
Where the brain forgot what the body knows
I fell in at the braid in the river
Where danced a woman with a feather in her mouth
Grinning at the center of her swirling eddy's blouse
When I fell in at the braid in the river
I saw her sister on shore shut her eyes like doors
To something like the sun the resembles what she swore
When I passed by through the braid in the river
Catching everything in sight like willows on the bar
Name all I saw like no one had come before
A fisher at the falls or elk made small
By the size of the lick across highway 96
Moon's midnight will turn the water to tar
Marriage of mountain and sky, you are who you are
But, sisters, I'll be on more the brother
of any kin resembling our temporal mother
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