~ Invocation
The world is full of loss;
bring, sleep, my love back,
my home is where we make our meeting-place,
and be it in my dreams;
my love lies within that face.
Lift, sleep, the exile from my eyes;
send peace, send life back,
lull me deep into an apparition,
a veiled, safe maze
of miscognition. ~
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The world is full of loss … by Muriel Rukeyser
The world is full of loss; bring, wind, my love,
my home is where we make our meeting-place,
and love whatever I shall touch and read
within that face.
Lift, wind, my exile from my eyes;
peace to look, life to listen and confess,
freedom to find to find to find
that nakedness.
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