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Poem of the Week * July 7 to 13, 2002 |
~ Unseen Laureate ~ |
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Sheaves of Grass **A Collection of Poems |
by K. Violet |
In the crib lies a boy, breathing, but not seeing, breathing borrowed time, borrowed from the machine, the hearts, the souls, the love that envelopes his body. It is from above and beside, and all around, that energy, that bouying safety net, like prayers stiched together into netted gloves meant to protect. Although we look with open eyes we cannot see it, the crib rocks, the child is comforted, in communion with God in his silent closet, in his shadowed garden. Weep not for Shiloh. He is near us. |
Click on the beautiful feathers to read Maggie's Poetry. |
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