Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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Witchcraft was hung, in History,
But History and I
Find all the Witchcraft that we need
Around us, Every Day.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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The Spirit lasts - but in what mode
Below, the Body speaks,
But as the Spirit furnishes
Apart, it never talks
The Music in the Violin
Does not emerge alone
But Arm in Arm with Touch, yet Touch
Alone - is not a Tune
The Spirit lurks within the Flesh
Like Tides within the Sea
That make the Water live, estranged
What would the Either be?
Does that know - now - or does it cease
That which to this is done,
Resuming at a mutual date
With every future one?
Instinct pursues the Adamant,
Exacting this Reply,
Adversity if it may be,
Or wild Prosperity,
The Rumor's Gate was shut so tight
Before my Mind was sown,
Not even a Prognostic's Push
Could make a Dent thereon.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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Forever honored be the Tree
Whose Apple Winterworn
Enticed to Breakfast from the Sky
Two Gabriels Yestermorn -
They registered in Nature's Book
As Robins - Sire and Son -
But Angels have that modest way
To screen them from Renown.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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The Clock strikes One
That just struck Two -
Some Schism in the Sum -
A Vagabond from Genesis
Has wrecked the Pendulum.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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To see her is a picture
To hear her is a Tune
To know her an intemperance
As innocent as June
By which to be undone
Is dearer than Redemption -
Which never to receive
Makes mockery of melody
It might have been to live.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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To see her is a Picture -
To hear her is a Tune -
To know her an Intemperance
As innocent as June -
To know her not - Affliction -
To own her for a Friend
A warmth as near as if the Sun
Were shining in your Hand.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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The Heart has many Doors -
I can but knock -
For any sweet "Come in"
Impelled to hark -
Not saddened by repulse,
Repast to me
That somewhere, there exists,
Supremacy.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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Pass to thy Rendezvous of Light,
Pangless except for us -
Who slowly ford the Mystery
Which thou hast leaped across.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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Her Losses make our Gains ashamed.
She bore Life's empty Pack
As gallantly as if the East
Were swinging at her Back -
Life's empty Pack is heaviest,
As every Porter knows -
In vain to punish Honey -
It only sweeter grows.
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Posted by: Silvana Stremiz
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Image of Light, Adieu -
Thanks for the interview -
So long - so short -
Preceptor of the whole -
Coeval Cardinal -
Impart - Depart.
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