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Bin Ramke
Who loves without knowing how
you are loved without knowing
we have not met the sun follows you
down streets in winter its cold gold
a terror to some a joy to some

the moon follows me around the sun
all the year it whirls spiraling
unaware unconcerned a puppy
keeping its one face turned properly
is what it is like to love

this is what it is to be unloved but
unconcerned: to wander following
the days and leaves turning forgetting
age forgetting that once without
pain there was no reason

to fear the shapes clouds could assume;
I could live there another life if offered
in the cave of that cloud, there.
from the book EARTH ON EARTH / Omnidawn
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I am an admirer of Turner's way with weather—and I am as guilty as anyone of pareidolia, which according to Wikipedia causes humans to see "an object, pattern, or meaning where there is none." The assumed-to-be-unfinished painting by Turner was given its popular name because of a vague shape in the water, but I see, above the monster, caves of clouds, and cloud-caves always suggest escape to me. A terror to some, a joy to some.

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