Compassion
A POEM
Ice in the spirit
Is but frozen tears
And bitterness
Is expectation killed.
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Around our March balcony tonight
Fog closes its slight hand — illusive blue —
The Chic and the Dead
Rocks that block the mouths of tombs
Give sermons of great gravity
On the benefits…
The Bell Ringer
He disturbs
The sleeping bells, the stolid sounds
Locked in the iron tower
That hold…