What He Heard at Adoration
why will you not come to me, when the dead streets weep, when the false teeth chatter, when I have stripped myself, and lain at your feet, at the mercy of what doesn’t matter?
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Mark this packs a punch and your avatar is what is at the back of the Miraculous Medal that I have worn since I was 8. Regards, Maryse. note: Sorry about the name mix-up... have corrected it.
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Mark,A perpetual awareness...that's what I see in your poetryand in your person.sarah
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Sarah, Perpetual . . . as in perpetual adoration? Nice.Now if it were only true for me.MSS
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Mark, I read this differently...more like Lear raging against the storm, the storm in this case being exquisitely described in this short and powerful verse. Rich
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Sounds to me like he wants to die, but then again what he wants is irrelevant, seems he isn't being heard.
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