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Published: Tue Oct 15 1974

it repeats the names of stone & water
like lost religions.
it has hidden its pearls behind clenched
the childs hand tightens to a fist;
each knuckle is an acorn put there to get
strength through the winter.
that a diamond survives not because its beautiful
but because its hard is a sad song, but
it is the only one that strength knows

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