Here. You are at the beginning of something. At the exact
beginning. Ok. This is awakening
number two in here, in this poem. Then there are
these: me: you: you there. I’m actually staring up at
you, you know, right here, right from the pool of this page.
Don’t worry where else I am, I am here. Don’t
worry if I’m still alive, you are.

Jorie Graham, from her poem “Dawn Day One (Dec 21 ‘03)”, from her book Overlord

(But I found it in American Hybrid: A Norton Anthology of New Poetry, which has all of the annoying aspects of any old Norton, plus innovative contemporary poetry that takes turns dazzling, confusing, and upsetting me.)

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