Dreaming Mounds

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He can’t see far in the dusk
                                                                He climbs stairs
                                                         wooden centuries
Standing         
                              scuffing     dry dirt
while thinking                            
             of new      towns


He turns to enter      a door
familiar                          stairway                         
                                     that hints
of a grandmother       with its wooden windows
and old kitchen                                           
                                  in pale green paint
He climbs
                                                                        the sand        hill
remembering
the other times                                                                      
he has come here
not reaching the top                                                  

Now he looks back
down                                                                                            
realizing                              companions
from dreams before                                                
who have come now
to the mounds            He meets  them         here
running                                        
climbing their paths
diverging
and converging   
           without purpose
                                                  His vision clears
The twilight becomes distinct
and detail
he perceives wildly
                                              evening
Encouraged
                                                       hurrying to the summit
                                                                    rising high
                                                      to disproportion
where glowing in the distance                         
is the watery     light
of a sleeping green city

There standing level
                    with the tops of its towers
scrutinizing    
                                 he wonders if these companions
                                                                                           dream
                                                  this same city

Pahn turns to the one next to him and asks
if he is dreaming
this city         
and this companion says                      

“Yes

What are you

dreaming?”