Stephen Vincent: WALKING
 

fr. OPPOSITIONS

 

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That my fathers would bless me on a sacred ground.
And my son and my daughter.
That there would be a circle and we would be within.
And the snake's head would be charmed.
And the tail reborn.
And the mother not cast out but into a flower.
 

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That I too would not be betrayed or go broken-lipped at dusk.
There would be a gate in each of his fences.
There would be cows in and out of season.
And the bull would both stud and provide.
In the house the monster on the mantle would join the fire.
The fire would join the body on the hearth.
I would be that body dancing.
My children near the loom, harmonicas at their lips.
 

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