4515. MAGNANIMOUS GESTURE

MAGNANIMOUS GESTURE

They often abound, these things,

at once  -  the kestrel diving. The

old, sinking boats in the sickening,

hot harbor, (where, once, yes, I

puked behind the changing-house

shed). To be derived from so many

other things, this beautiful life develops.

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The very best course of things that

I've ever done was in silence : Quito,

Ecuador, where I read, mutely, for

one whole year, the diary of your sister -

yes, your sister's diary  -  each new entry,

day by day. And I counted, you not

knowing  -  365 times she and I made

love. Once a day for that entire year.

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All while I was reading her diary; so

preoccupied was I. Hot with hands and

ringlets percolating downward; all those

drippy liquids and frothy gels. Sisters can be

an adventure. But, let us move, that was then.

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For now, I am in a stinking Panamanian jail,

at least until the Americans come. I've called

them, two times. They said that they'd arrive.

Get me out of this mess. 'Could be worse,' they

say, 'could be worse. You could be on your way

instead to Cuernavaca, Just imagine that.'

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To be derived from so many other things,

this beautiful life develops.