Category: Poetry
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Going Down
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It is great good fortune to go down As the sun goes down, prosperous and smooth, Behind the veil of the earth Bringing light to what is beneath Just beyond our shared horizon. — It is my great good fortune to go down: To bow at night’s coming, To be brought low and laid to…
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The Last Return: A Bedtime Story
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In a time before childhood,Long ago and far away,At the center of things,A fair child, sovereign of worlds,In love with all life’s wonders,Sought wisdom above all things,And having good and sufficient means,Sent for the wizards and said,How shall I come to know all things? They took counsel together a year and a day,Returning at last…
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Forbidden Knowledge
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When I was a child Who thought like a child I sought for secrets, hidden, that humans (being for all their keenness cunning like snakes wise as apes and sentient in their name) could not or would or should not ever know. I don’t mean heart’s hurt or heavy loss: These come to all, human…