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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – VIII

At midday at the end of spring I had a dream like a photograph. I watched Jesus Christ come down to Earth. He came through the side of a hill Becoming once again a boy, Running around and rolling through … Continue reading

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THE PENULTIMATE POEM

I also know about making conjectures. In each thing it is what it is that inspires. In the plants that are far away they are little nymphs. If an animal is a being inside she is also remote. In humans … Continue reading

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – XXVIII

I read today almost two pages From the book of a mystical poet, And I laughed at those who cry too much. Mystical poets are sick philosophers, And philosophers are foolish men.

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THE KEEPER OF FLOCKS – I

I have never kept flocks, But it’s as if I kept them. My very soul is like a shepherd, It’s seen the wind and the sun And walks in hand with the seasons Following and watching. All the quiet of … Continue reading

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POETIC SCIENCE

I awoke to find in my voice The spirit of centuries past. A scientist of the soul; Poetic meanings of the whole.

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