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Thomas

What is this madness? Women’s gossip wild, Swirling in the gutters of our heartache, He is dead. Let him rest in peace, the child, Picking up the…

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A Drive to Live

Seventy is the sum of our years, Or eighty, if we are strong ~ Psalm 90 Now I know how Death’s closer than it appears By looking…

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He is Risen

The lamb born to be slain, alive once more, Springing over barbed wire of grave, The pale corpse frozen in agony raw, Thawed by the spirit’s quickening…

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In Your Grave

You are now, This atomic instance of measurable pain, In your grave. Cozy and warm. While the rest of the believers, Above the fertile, green grass Delight…

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last morning

The very light here hesitates. Only a few green fringes fingering the still, green hour move. "Here" is an aperture where every pulse unhinges awe. Everything waits…

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Transfiguration

If you went on to where the soul abides In tree or bloom; river or fawn; on wings Of hawk; even bluebird’s light song; ocean’s Always mysterious…

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Astyanax

Far hurled the head of Carolingian Kings Tossed wantonly o'er ill fated Troy! Anointed in thy name-sake springs, The Ilian heir, the godlike boy. Ungrievéd thou, thy…

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The Muse

Ah! What voice does call to me Which arises me from sleep To see the stars above that Dance for my eyes to see? That voice is…

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