is it a chain or
a root that holds us here; is
it fear or just love?
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the young grass stands slight
and fragile against the cold.
carlow
lichen-laced gravestone
weathered white with age:
there we read our name
at dawn
at dawn death rolled back
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love lies bleeding
my love lies in darkness
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i suppose i could say
i suppose i could
say nothing happened today
but that is a lie
west of eden
on this side of the
prelude to spring, all of that
secret world is gone
sunset
i know you’ll forget
but the sunset is golden
against the bare elms
easter sunday
two syllables turn despair back to delight
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meaning no more
here is a poem
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