Each ecstasy I carry aims toward the clarity
of heaven. Light by light Hellenic stars —
ignite between the rivers. Old parent stones
slip shoulders. Rise & fall & rise beyond[...]
Sep 3rd
FridayTag Archives: faith
The Confession
shore
above this grave of whale,
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above this grace they navigate
no further than their sails.
inveigh their arcane arrogate [...]adrift on the cold — kiss of tides
his hooves
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have ground the sand before
to steed the vestal beach
as always it seems, Evangeline[...]
where we go around
How odd to have faith in a circle
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Open enough to uncrowd us.
Impatient, this thing we inhabit.
The steady going onward, a magnitude and general
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