Cadenza

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You are not here now today

and yet i found myself listening

for the melody of your voice

as if i could find it in the asters

sprung from the hilltop where we left you

that black spring we carried you home,

and i heard high up the unexpected wild cry

of a redtail circling under a cloud

when i turned and almost began to answer.

—with a line by Leanne O'Sullivan