Roots in the Air: New & Selected PoemsCopper Canyon Press, 1996 - 204 pages |
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Page 24
... turned upside down . The weightless angel is in the child . The child has wings . The fiddle is musician , plays itself . What is earthbound ? Which of us must fall ? To Masaccio SEEING HIS La Cacciata dal Paradiso You painted Above ...
... turned upside down . The weightless angel is in the child . The child has wings . The fiddle is musician , plays itself . What is earthbound ? Which of us must fall ? To Masaccio SEEING HIS La Cacciata dal Paradiso You painted Above ...
Page 30
... weightless as faith in my hands We climb and the dry grass shakes in the wind . It is burning the edge of the graves . The room is already old . Mounds of soft earth swell slowly . You are making me disappear . Stone gates , tense lions ...
... weightless as faith in my hands We climb and the dry grass shakes in the wind . It is burning the edge of the graves . The room is already old . Mounds of soft earth swell slowly . You are making me disappear . Stone gates , tense lions ...
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... weightless . We thought that the world could change like the wind's direction . The clean sweep of falling in love . Blessed be whatever sprinkles a little water on the dust to make it settle . By the Rivers That spring he was fourteen ...
... weightless . We thought that the world could change like the wind's direction . The clean sweep of falling in love . Blessed be whatever sprinkles a little water on the dust to make it settle . By the Rivers That spring he was fourteen ...
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