As/Is

4.14.2005

several h

just
one more
hyperbole to wash

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dried
flower close
to erasible impression

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today
mother would
be eighty-five

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spring
hastens to
toast the neighborhood

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prayer
as usual
unkempt with feeling

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we have nothing
to talk
about

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so we talk
about prayer
sometimes

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who
will be
the next Pope

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heaven
is here
on this earth

posted by Sheila Murphy on Thursday, April 14, 2005

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Dear Sheila Murphy. I will comment on your new verses soon on the blog dedicated to commentary about it. what I do is copy the pomes to that blog and comment on them there. I have added earlier comments in the archive. I must say I was not surprised to see you had written a poem about the Pope. For some reasona form of spirituality suits your poetry perhaps more than anyone of this generation of cynics and cruel bargainers of love. I remain a reader even if I made the specious claim in one posting that I was a writer like yourself.

Alors, you see.

Forgive my atrocious Englishing of my ideas

# posted by  Anonymous on 11:41 PM

 

O well, I will venture one brief comment the dicta and conversation of these lights, these poem lights, flows and takes my little breath off.

# posted by  Anonymous on 11:42 PM

 

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