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Simon J. Ortiz The Margins Where We Live 1994 |
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The Margins Where We Live
Overnight, the air froze.
Crystallized. Now, a thin
breath
lies on the prairie
hills.
Light becomes certain in
cold,
not glazing, not
luminous,
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only captured and
stilled.
The margin of reality
is the margin of
illusion.
In that margin between
the prairie and us lies
space,
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vastness that confirms
existence.
It's the air frozen
and it's our awareness.
Nothing more, nothing
less
confirms our belief.
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The road will be deadly
and will still take icy
skill
to drive on.
We will have safe
passage.
The margins will always
be the space 20
where we live.
