Go Out to the Edge of the World

Go out to the edge of the world
and hug yourself
Great blue sky to bathe your back
Sweet toes curled under pink
and your eyes sleeping
on the bridge of your nose.

I am your sister from the blond tribe
Our fathers all gathered in the pre-hunt huddle
Fires crackled with pine nuts, north and south

Skies all blue in the long northern days
Summer passing into heaven.

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