The Medicine-bag
The traveler fills his medicine-bag with
Objects magical and carries it close:
The photograph of the good time/mind/place;
The seed, which is a girl and a beach;
The pebble that preserves him from
Pickpockets, terrorists, border guards;
Murderers and bummers.
The patch from the beloved blue jeans,
Which finally disintegrated
In a nameless mountain town…
These things, laid out in solitude
In strange hotel rooms,
Glow with life, health and peace.
After contemplating them,
The traveler goes forth with spirit renewed.
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