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As Far as We Know

The world is a frame of gathered twigs
woven with thorns and berries;
we’ve sprayed it gold and gaze at ourselves
moving through our poses.

The world curves away at the edge of the sky;
at times we are surprised
by our own invention shimmering,
on the blurred horizon.

The world is like a girl dancing
in her father's sweater,
a loose black sweater with sleeves too long
that twirl beyond her reach.

~~

Doug Logan, 2018

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  • A burgoo is a sailor's stew, kept brewing, refreshed by the catch of the day, livened by what seasoning may be available in the cook's paltry galley, and occasionally purified by spirits.

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