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Sunday, August 16, 2009

Again and again

Again and again , however we know the landscape of love
and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names,
and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others

fall: again and again the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees, lie down again and again
among the flowers, face to face with the sky.