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Cold Mountain

from Song Islands vol. 2 by Mount Eerie

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Open handed, I tried to live
among all people with ideas aloft.
Open handed, I read the books.
I learned the histories. I sang the songs.
Until the mountain bellowed
that my friends are flawed,
to not forget sorrow
and all the other gods,
that my mouth is dirty
and my ears are clogged,
and of course that I’m flawed also
and then it stopped.
Open handedness had me in its grasp,
running around frantically,
anxiously showing off.
“Hope, unhand me!” I finally yelped.
“Let me dwell on bad news. Let me wallow in it.”
and so came long nights
and hunkering down
and there stood cold mountain
with its trickling sound.
When I reached the summit
I made no camp
but I unrolled my sleeping bag in the stream
and I let the cold water there pour in my ears.

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from Song Islands vol. 2, released October 19, 2010

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