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A POEM BY BABA
And harder than steel—
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Always does feel.
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BABA |
Who carves them |
Purple-clustered |
To a vine |
And seals |
Within the grapes |
The taste |
Of wine, |
Can always teach |
Anew |
If old worlds die . . . |
For HE |
Remains |
For Time |
To pattern by, |
And other |
Men |
Can lift |
Exultant urns |
To other |
Fruits |
Where future wisdom |
Burns! |
CARLA PATSURIS |
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