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For I’ve His Blood In Me.

‘Twas Irish blood that filled his veins, this wretched man in iron chains; a gnawing hunger deep within had forced his hand to steal. The man in wig, a magistrate, then sealed the poor man’s im’nent fate, he’d serve a term in New South Wales, no chance to make appeal. First Limerick, then County Cork […]

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The Ego To Her Monk

To leave home and travel out beyond civilization was a martyrdom (the word means ‘witness’) death of ego, a self-giving that seems absolute. Sarah Maitland And so you bring me here to witness how: you live in a hut built of mud and stone,   dine on kelp leaves and water cress floating among the […]

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Looking Out The Dining Room Window

A woman who arrays herself in white glitter — its dangerous deeds and dazzling tang ,   moves among the Joshua trees where ravens flare on the branch like substitute flames on a bent candelabrum.   I think of how you praise the salt surrogate we set at our table. Oh! splendor of litany as […]

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Apocalpyse

Apocalypse She was born in a moon crater where the winds are unkind, Came to earth on a seashell to a poet who was blind Then she draped herself in chains at the bottom of the sea, and waited in the waters for the one to set her free Some old painters caught her contours, […]