A POEM
Ice in the spirit
Is but frozen tears
And bitterness
Is expectation killed.
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- Karl Keating
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O God of love, Your Kingdom is a beach
with gold sand —
each grain…
“Does the darkness cradle thee Than mine arms more tenderly?”
— Willa Cather
(Militia est vita hominis super terram. — Job)
Why in me, Sir, do you…
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