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All which, because it was

flame and song and granted us

joy, we thought we'd do, be, revisits

turns out to have been what it was

that 'once' only; every initiation

did not begin

a series, a build-up: the marvelous

                               did happen in our lives, our stories
                               are not drab with it's absence: but don't

expect now to return for more. Whatever more

there will be will be

unique as those were unique. Try

to acknowledge the next

song in its body-halo of flame as utterly

present, as now or never.

"Only Once"

by Denise Levertov

Note: poem was part of Rhonda Miles "Somewhere Between" entry at the Del Mar Fair / Fine Arts / 2nd place | 6/30/2011