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"Cartography" by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer I want to know your body as I know these sandstone cliffs behind our house-take treks for weeks along your spine, traverse your neck with slow, exploratory eyes and go for long excursions on your limbs with no set plan for how I might get home, except to know that you will lead me there. I'll step so lightly, leave no evidence. And oh, the maps I'll make, my love, will not be made of paper but of tune. No rise of you will be unknown to me, no inch unsung. I know topographies change by the day— that wind and water have their way. So true. A good mapmaker's work is never done. About the Author 
Organic fruit grower, mother, and life-lover Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer lives in Southwest Colorado. Her books include Insatiable, If You Listen, and Charity: True Stories of Giving and Receiving. She is poet laureate of San Miguel County, sings with a 7-woman acappella group, Heartbeat, and has all kinds of poetic ideas for you on her website, wordwoman.com.
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