To the Russian poets and all poets;the shimmering, undefeated "cloud of witnesses" who conveyed at great cost the connecting idea between Heaven and earth. And most of all, to the poet from the former Soviet Union who, dying, in prison, wrote his final poem in his own blood on the wall: the single word, "Hope". Whole-hearted To the Triune God in memory of Mary Adalyn Young- Douglas.
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Thursday, March 05, 2020
The Brass Day
the brass day. over which the sun is hammered into place. all things turn artifact and are heard from no more. the Age of Silver is far away. mary angela douglas 5 march 2020
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