Poetry East #51

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Poetry East #51

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Poetry is an ct of peace.
Peace goes into the making of a poet
as flour goes into the making of bread

—Pablo Neruda

A Fact, As One Might Have It

The game is simple,
as is abundance, if god
is good, if you set
your eyes on the blush of sun
first thing in the morning
and forgive your enemies

Then you will walk on sweetgrass
with a sure step, the honey
of September shimmering
your bones. love to the left
and right of you, etched beneath
your eyes. You’ll never need
a book to tell you where
your soul is in relation to the body.
You’ll know this, and many
other things, wonderful things.

— Mercedes Laury

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