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Mining Fool's Gold

Ask yourself next time
     you're groping
to recall something like
     the precise
tilt of her head-its aspect
     to the fading sun
her ear cocked to the chords
     of a mandolin
filtered through pine trees
     and lapping water-
why you want to remember,
     why you believe
you can put words and music
     to a recollection
for which you had neither
     at the time.