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Cecelia Hagen Wish The act of wishing is plain desire, pure longing, an action of inaction. Stilll, stars shine. A wish granted is a form of ignorance. This realization gets her by. She's had more than her share of ignorance, marigolds coming apart between her fingers, the sharp smell substituting for good conversation, steady jobs, a plot of tillable soil. Her house takes off at night, sails through the firmament of the dangerous neighborhood like a magnificent ship. When she wakes the trees are once again deeply rooted. She shakes the covers from her legs and starts the day wishing.