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advice to myself: first morning in Bogotá

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By James Dewey

measure the place with your own two feet count height & length & width      with breath walk & run the streets to know how far & long & strong you might go step out      to get lost then find your way back home again (so strange to say      home again                                                               here) but this is how maps are made      I’m telling you this is how a body becomes a compass surrounded by strange trees & prickly bushes & tiny lawns & dangling flowers & so many rows of succulents & morning light licking the bricks                                                                                               everywhere look up & wave at walkers & bikers & joggers who stare at you staring at their beautiful dogs and say buenos días & lend them a hand why not even pick up some trash or share your groceries with this woman & child sitting on the sidewalk & smile this is how vecinos are made      I’m telling you & this is how a body begins      to begin again

James Dewey’s poetry has appeared in Irreantum, Inscape, Perspectives, Reformed Journal, and Off the Coast and will appear later this year in Rock & Sling, Sojourners, Time of Singing, and Integrated Catholic Life.  Together with poet Robbie Taggart, James recently started an Instagram account called ComeFollowMePoetry as a place to publish poems in dialogue with weekly scriptural readings.  Originally from Boise, Idaho, James currently lives in Bogotá, Colombia.

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