Friday, November 14, 2014

All the books stacked
in front of her,
and despite herself,
she felt sleepy . . .
could she place them
around her head
and inhale the magic
as she slept?


The zealot maintains
her rigid schedule--
one hand offering
her beloved verses,
the other hand broken
in that unfortunate fall
on her previous mission.

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