Thursday, July 29, 2010

TWO DOMESTIC POEMS

Shoes going nowhere

they too
are eager to leave

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The memory of bells rung, of hills and light
from an open window

ghosts, all

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

PRAYER FOR THE BLOODY NEW YEAR WAR

It isn't much this thin bread.
If peace be prevented, then give us the gun's small silence.
If there be fewer friends, then grant us our lax indifferent enemies.
Let the ill,
the sick,
those who hurt now and those who hurt tomorrow,
let them all find
refuge.
Let the strong break at the kneess.
Let bells ring round and clear.
Let gentleness reign.
Let kindness be what we know,
one day and all of one night.

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