• Mark Doty. Reprive, From Atlantis.

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Mark Doty. Reprive, From Atlantis.

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  • I woke in the night
    and thought, It was a dream,

    nothing has torn the future apart,
    we have not lived years

    in dread, it never happened,
    I dreamed it all. And then

    there was this sensation of terrific pressure
    lifting, as if I were rising

    in one of those old diving bells,
    lightening, unburdening. I didn’t know

    how heavy my life had become—so much fear,
    so little knowledge. It was like

    being young again, but I understood
    how light I was, how without encumbrance,—

    and so I felt both young and awake,
    which I never felt

    when I was young. The curtains moved
    —it was still summer, all the windows open—

    and I thought, I can move that easily.
    I thought my dream had lasted for years,

    a decade, a dream can seem like that,
    I thought, There’s so much more time ...

    And then of course the truth
    came floating back to me.

    You know how children
    love to end stories they tell

    by saying, It was all a dream? Years ago,
    when I taught kids to write,

    I used to tell them this ending spoiled things,
    explaining and dismissing

    what had come before. Now I know
    how wise they were, to prefer

    that gesture of closure,
    their stories rounded not with a sleep

    but a waking. What other gift
    comes close to a reprieve?

    This was the dream that Wally told me:
    I was in the tunnel, he said,

    and there really was a light at the end,
    and a great being standing in the light.

    His arms were full of people, men and women,
    but his proportions were all just right—I mean

    he was the size of you or me.
    And the people said, Come with us,

    we’re going dancing. And they seemed so glad
    to be going, and so glad to have me

    join them, but I said,
    I’m not ready yet. I didn’t know what to do,

    when he finished,
    except hold the relentless

    weight of him, I didn’t know
    what to say except, It was a dream,

    nothing’s wrong now,
    it was only a dream.

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    A small island encircled by formidable oceans, Sri Lanka is a mystery to many: remote, hard to place; a well-kept secret. The Ceylon Press seeks to make its complicated story more accessible. The Press publishes a range of podcasts including The History Of Sri Lanka; the off-grid Jungle Diaries podcast; Island Stories, the podcast that explores what makes Sri Lanka, Sri Lankan; Archaeologies, the blank verse diaries of an occasional hermit; as well as Poetry from The Jungles’ two podcasts, 101 Poets; and 100 Poet, 100 Poems. All these, along with eBooks, dictionaries, guides and companions can be found at www.theceylonpress.com, based at The Flame Tree Estate & Hotel in the jungle west of Kandy .

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I woke in the night
and thought, It was a dream,

nothing has torn the future apart,
we have not lived years

in dread, it never happened,
I dreamed it all. And then

there was this sensation of terrific pressure
lifting, as if I were rising

in one of those old diving bells,
lightening, unburdening. I didn’t know

how heavy my life had become—so much fear,
so little knowledge. It was like

being young again, but I understood
how light I was, how without encumbrance,—

and so I felt both young and awake,
which I never felt

when I was young. The curtains moved
—it was still summer, all the windows open—

and I thought, I can move that easily.
I thought my dream had lasted for years,

a decade, a dream can seem like that,
I thought, There’s so much more time ...

And then of course the truth
came floating back to me.

You know how children
love to end stories they tell

by saying, It was all a dream? Years ago,
when I taught kids to write,

I used to tell them this ending spoiled things,
explaining and dismissing

what had come before. Now I know
how wise they were, to prefer

that gesture of closure,
their stories rounded not with a sleep

but a waking. What other gift
comes close to a reprieve?

This was the dream that Wally told me:
I was in the tunnel, he said,

and there really was a light at the end,
and a great being standing in the light.

His arms were full of people, men and women,
but his proportions were all just right—I mean

he was the size of you or me.
And the people said, Come with us,

we’re going dancing. And they seemed so glad
to be going, and so glad to have me

join them, but I said,
I’m not ready yet. I didn’t know what to do,

when he finished,
except hold the relentless

weight of him, I didn’t know
what to say except, It was a dream,

nothing’s wrong now,
it was only a dream.

ENJOY MORE

A small island encircled by formidable oceans, Sri Lanka is a mystery to many: remote, hard to place; a well-kept secret. The Ceylon Press seeks to make its complicated story more accessible. The Press publishes a range of podcasts including The History Of Sri Lanka; the off-grid Jungle Diaries podcast; Island Stories, the podcast that explores what makes Sri Lanka, Sri Lankan; Archaeologies, the blank verse diaries of an occasional hermit; as well as Poetry from The Jungles’ two podcasts, 101 Poets; and 100 Poet, 100 Poems. All these, along with eBooks, dictionaries, guides and companions can be found at www.theceylonpress.com, based at The Flame Tree Estate & Hotel in the jungle west of Kandy .

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