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Mark’s Short Ending

From the April 1994 Print Edition

We cannot carry that angel’s stiff clarion:“Go and tell Peter!”We will go straight to the bedside and clutch woolenblankets without boiling tea. Peter’s a ruddy wild bull of the vale.His beard is a tangle of briars, a fire ball.His eyes are the embers that pop in the hot . . . . Continue Reading »