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Sudden anger welled up in Tyne. Her face burned and her heart
pounded. She struggled to keep her voice under control.
Summoning all her reserve, she said in as pleasant a tone as she
could muster. “Mrs. Tournquist, it’s so nice of you to invite me, but I
am going home. Dad must have made a mistake.” A big mistake, Dad,
a very big mistake this time.
“Oh.” Mrs. Tournquist’s disappointment was as obvious as if Tyne
had seen it written on her face. “Well, I’m pleased you’re able to get
home, of course. But if there is any time during the holidays that
you’re free, please let us know.”
“I will, Mrs. Tournquist, and thank you. Thank you very much.”
She banged the receiver into its cradle and flew down the corridor.
Moe looked up quickly when Tyne shot into the room. “What ….”
Tyne grabbed her wallet off the desk and rummaged in the change
purse. “Do you have any change for the phone, Moe? I have to make
a call.”
Moe stood up and reached for her handbag on the desk. “Why?
What happened? What’s wrong? Who’re you calling?”
Tyne turned to smile at her roommate. She felt light-headed. “I’m
calling Morley to tell him I’m coming home for Christmas.”

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Forgetfullness
With my loving heart I got to know you, wild forest.
I drank your secret fragrance in the kiss of the wind.
I waited to pass through you in the moonlit night
when the airy ghost went through your branches.
I got to know you during my erotic nights, wrinkled
sea as if the forehead of contemplation, my thought
went over you like a caress and your bloomed edge
with the fragrant seaweed would always invite me.
My erotic nights got to know you my beautiful flowers
diaphanous, shaded, colorful like lighted signs.
The heavy dew, a kiss and golden fluff
appeared on your eyelids tightly shut in darkness.
Now, bestowed onto the light of denial and altered,
you show me that I may lose my mind’s path.
Are you truly what I knew well? My beloved
flowers, the silvery sea, thick forest full of pines?

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Limits
Momentary hesitation, shyness
star hides behind the cloud
now you see me, now you don’t
hide and seek, smile, uncertainty
shining star reappeared
to light my eyes
waning time conspires
with the clock that stops
momentary greatness
that will last forever
in the eyes of my soul
and the wind stops blowing
to admire, like I do,
your ethereal exaggeration
on the other side of the planet
body that defines the limits of my joy

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