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Mary

from Speck by Alexa Woodward

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Mary was born
in a southern snowstorm
In the mountains of North Carolina
her mother all alone in a little
cabin in the woods
in the morning when the storm subsided
miss Lola Naomi fox came by
to find her there
all wrapped up tight and fast alseep
It's a strange thing
for a storm like that
to blow through in the month of march
but Mary brought a sweet spring breeze
I met Mary some eighty years later
at a party in south carolina
where she wore a white halo of hair
she smiled at me and told me
Leo Tolstoy learned to ride a bicycle
when he was in his seventies
We spoke of Kierkegård and Harper Lee
and films I should see
and she'd read every book
that had ever meant anything to me
Chorus:
Mary was a fire
and I am a fire
and you were a fire
I miss your flame
Mary was a preacher once
but she quit preaching so that she could love
and love is all she does these days
she asked if god was real
if god needed healing too
if the whole thing hinges on
whether or not we could forgive her
Chorus
The poets, thy are a dying breed
in a world of steel and cold concrete
where so much is
guns and money and things
Chorus
When Mary is gone
and the cities are ashes
and the empires are mythologies
if anything at all
when I am dirt and stars
and you are dirt and stars
the old soul children learn
to recognize each others pyres.

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from Speck, released April 1, 2009

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