Prayer
Prayer Creator, welder of flesh and bone, as I passed among the rough-cast crowd I considered your...
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Tonight the Heaviness in My Soul Tonight the heaviness in my soul hangs over my body like a...
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I Want You to Be Part of My Landscape I want you to be part of my landscape; I want...
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The Factory Factory of darkness and soot, what patron saint or god would possess the concrete and...
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If I Die Before You If I die before you do not let the men with the paper hearts make you cry, do...
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Little Lovers Two sparrows built their nest in my thoughts last spring. Little lovers, I...
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The First Day of Spring To some the first day of spring was cruel in its remembrance...
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Paris Moon The marbled orb of the full moon lifted itself across the rooftops last night. Tell me: how many sleepless faces gazed at the mask of its reflected light, how many hearts ached and were seized by the pull of its angry...
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The Archer (From a Greek Sculpture) Archer, drawn against the centuries, take from us the...
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August Moon You sat with your legs apart, fanning yourself; on your face beads of sweat...
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Travelogue The idea of home always perplexed me. Is it necessarily the place we were born?...
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Gare de l’Est I stood before the train station today and watched as a multitude of people fled from themselves to the city’s splendor and decay; I had not seen so many overcome with dread. Some were lost inside themselves,...
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