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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Separate Generous Nameless</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Only now may it be spoken <br>that the Divine had placed Her numinous imprint <br>upon the holy earth of those several young summers. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Beyond The Law that poured from the mouth of her mother; <br>Beyond The Law that lived uncertainly in the heart of her father <br>she discovered a city of refuge<br>separate generous nameless without discord. <br>all of this mere steps from the plate-shattering word-hurling din of the house of war</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Thus was the conflict-laden foundation born/borne <br>the beginning of concealment, duplicity, falsehood, shame, and hell-terror<br>No<br>hell shockingly was a heavy sinking given</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But how then, does one reconcile the hellish and the holy? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Earnest earth <br>constant earth <br>your spun sun draws blood<br>disclosing tiny seeds and veined tracery <br>implicit in the globed translucent fruit<br>the chthonic green spears <br>that thrust silently into the astonished grass<br>the arbors sweet with purple grapes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This the beat of an ahistoric child</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">one guilty foot in each world</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To whom can this child look? <br>not to the Church<br>certainly not to Moloch<br>and not to The Law. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Where now is the original song that set free<br>melts iron bars and demolishes false borders? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=418464" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Is it she then? <br>she who has cellular knowledge of both summer worlds <br>is it the music of her own primal voice <br>that will reconcile these great contradictions?</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Joan+Woodbridge">Joan Woodbridge</a></strong></div>

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