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Christ said, "Blessed are the poor; / the blind, the lame, the beggars are fortunate; / for I will take them to my home above the stars, / I will make them Knights of Heaven, / they will be the most glorified of the glorified..." / All right, suppose it's true: all right! But / ...

The Eternal

In a tunnel of locked days / where even the sky presses painfully / I can see centuries, I live in minutes, / but I wait for the Sabbath of Sabbaths: / / The end of anxiety, the end of success, the end / to my soul's blind wandering... / Oh time when I too will open my eyes / and kn...

Prelude to Tent

Of you, Africa, deafened by howling / and the clatter of hooves, surrounded by fire and smoke, / it is of you they speak in Heaven, / seraphim whispering your name. / / And opening your Gospel, / the story of your terrible, your wonderful life, / they think of the fumbling new angel /...

The Sahara

All deserts are one tribe, from the beginning / of time, but Arabia, Syria, Gobi - / they're only ripples of the vast Sahara / wave that roared its satanic spite. / / The Red Sea heaves, and the Persian Gulf, / and Pamir stands thick with snow, / but Sahara's sand-floods / run strai...


And the king declared to his general, "Mighty one, / you're as tall as an elephant in our forests, / but not as tall as the triumphant heap / of heads you've cut off. / / "And your courage, O well-tested warrior, / is endless, but so is my kindness. / Observe the sun above t...


I remember that night, that place, / the moon so low in the sky. / / And I remember how I could not look away / from its golden path. / / How light, there. And birds sing. / And flowers bloom above pools, / / And there on the moon no one hears the roaring of lions / filling ev...