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The Green Stick

From the March 1992 Print Edition

“I used to believe that there was a green stick,buried on the edge of a ravine . . . on whichwords were carved that would destroy all theevil in the hearts of men and bring themeverything good.”—Leo Tolstoy When he was old, pate bald, skin sere.Back humbled as the turtle’sFor all his . . . . Continue Reading »

The Body Has a Clarity

From the February 1992 Print Edition

The body has a clarityBetween high and low hierarchies tenebras et luces. He would be undone Who for too long scorns Either throng to court the other.Vengeance is mine clamors Each. Angel bright of Intellection, her glittering Sword sends straight to Heaven. Angel dark of Palpitation, her furious . . . . Continue Reading »