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The Cruellest Blade

The Cruellest Blade “might I cling to the blade of the hour as does the stick-brown bone and may I mark the milkweed’s state of mind” – Walking Bethany Hills Approaching Devil’s Elbow by John B. Lee Perhaps I should leave these walls, decorative box wrapped up in brick and window, well-worn faces fogging up

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On Conserving for Future Generations

On conserving for future generations It all begins with a vision A vision of what the future holds Not only for you and me but for all What is the vision? It may look like greed, A picture of a chase for material possessions, A picture of competition to dominate, A picture of me and

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in the measure of spring

in the measure of spring outside the open door half the horizon holds up an illusory sky barren fields melting form their own inviolate border a lone raven lifts its wings a shadow over muddy mirrors stacked summer chairs wait to be used again defrosting in the returned sunshine the air whispers a tentative welcome

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The Bird Did Not Return to Me

The Bird Did Not Return to Me In a dream I was a great oak tree. I was by the earth with stemmed roots deep. In isolation, I have let my hair grow. I am among the life-giving in this summer: the wheat and bearded barley also flow in their gold. The scars about me

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