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The Friar

  The friar
                                  Revered innocence

You’ve got to try it
put it on your lap
a smiling little thing
still sheer and brittle
if possible blind or deaf,
almost genderless.
It just sits there
an unweaned lamb.

Take the little head
gentle it downwards
to the issue of our charity
Lead it, shovel if necessary.
Don’t be scared!

Today it’s allowed
your parents too far:
the force of every belief
too big to grasp.
Sooner or later it pushes
to where we assumed
our hands were in power.


Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 8/31/2010 2:11:00 PM
Thank you Carol
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Date: 8/31/2010 12:15:00 PM
Enjoyed reading your poetry today Jan. Love, Carol
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