Forty-two Amazons camp in our back field. Mares, fires. It's a lie that they hack A breast to ease their bowshots--easily seen, For they sport just plumage, ash and grin. They're on a spatiotemporal quest. How'd They enter our time? They show me, proud-- Mount in twin caravan files, howl and ride Full-gallop at a sister on foot: a guide like an orchestra conductor akimbo, nude. Parts thunderseas like a pagan god. Valkyries flank her, whoop, leap steep-- fade and disappear! A portal, mid-air. A long breath. Scouts burst, unghost from void to bone, land dancer-clean. Blue dusk. Fire-tawny singers croon Wide sagas of explore. I long to join. One says "We'd welcome one who'd dare!" Shall I try? Can I leap through? Not one ripple in the azure air. Dive away. Would you?

NOTES IN THE MORNING

• Confident Amazons: I just read Beth Bernobich's Fox and Phoenix. Full of feisty women. Lian is confident, even arrogant; and Yun is downright bossy. The dream hints that I found their naked confidence much sexier than my own shy social caution.
• I hesitated before trying to ride along, through the invisible sky-door... and woke. They were sexy, wild, magical, free. I'm single, with few responsibilities other than the self-imposed ones of my art. So why did I pause?
• That reflects my real life. Lately I've been clinging to my little daily routine, taking no risks. Why? I'm not saying the dream makes me resolve to risk big ventures; maybe there's reason to hesitate. Or maybe not. What it does is make me notice how I've played it safe. Why? What's going on?

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