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Poem	What sort of arrow split the sky and this rock? It's quivering, spreading like a peacock's fan Like the mist around the shaft and knot less feathers Of a comet come to nest at midnight. How blood surges from the gaping wound, Lips already silencing murmur and cry. One solemn finger holds back time, confusing The witness of the eyes where the deed is written. Silence? We still know the passwords. Lost sentinels far from the watch fires We smell the odor of honeysuckle and surf Rising in the dark shadows. Distance, let dawn leap the void at last, And a single beam of light make a rainbow on the water Its quiver full of reeds, Sign of the return of archers and patriotic songs.
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