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poem for pastors

what spiteful chance steals unawares
the saddest of the year
days endeared to every muse
we break the glass whose sacred wine
the ancient songs
i stood by the open casement
i love to steal awhile away
into the silent land
and my name is truthful
a thousand silent years ago
dark-eyed
braided and woven

 



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