If we could let go
of these selves
we think we are–
if we could let go,
opening–
If we could see beyond
the perimeter
of our eyes
with all senses
synthesized–
If we could become
unclosed–
if we could reach
outside
our borders—
A quadrille for dVerse hosted by De, using a variation of the word “close”.
K. 
Well done!
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Thanks De.
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We can become close, though physically distant for now. I pray for that unity!
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Thanks Grace, me too.
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I adore this “If we could become
unclosed–
if we could reach
outside
our borders!! What a wonderful wish.
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Thanks Victoria. Let’s hope it comes true!
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Fabulous, K!
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Thanks Lynn!
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I like how you ended the poem with a dash. It’s like the poem itself is not closed.
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Thanks. Those ifs never are.
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Very Jungian! I think that’s why we dream.
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It may be.
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It would be ideal to reach outside our borders.
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I hope we will.
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If —
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Yes that word shadows us these days.
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Very much so.
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The oracular ‘if’. The answer, dear Brutus…
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Exactly.
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We could find ourselves.
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We’ve been wandering in circles for a long time.
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If— maybe it boils to being brave
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Courage is definitely necessary.
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