Today's poem is by Daniel Bourne
Yes, to the Mole, Emerging in Night
Towards the moon we all
move if we can manage it,our tiny dirt
covered shoulders.The beauty of earth
as it shrugs offeach direction of the wind.
The small stirrings of our parentsin their last hours.
The sweep of handson blankets.
Their fretful, blinddevotion.
Copyright © 2004 Daniel Bourne All rights reserved
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