poetryrepairs #198 v14.03:028
L. WARD ABEL : A God Reminded
REID BAER : Fully Present Pioneers
ANJANA BASU : Night Wind
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A God Reminded
  Tell me again what's expected of me so I don't forget, help me know the purpose that so easily liquefies whirls clockwise and away   sometimes there's no clarity it's all move- ment without method. O those moments that slow me down, those perfect times, allow a likeness   and things are mighty strange for me these days. I feel the tug of endlessness under a night sky so bright as to scare the view.

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Selected Poems by L. WARD ABEL appears in poetryrepairs v13.c12
L. WARD ABEL, poet, composer and performer of music, teacher, lawyer, lives in rural Georgia, has been published hundreds of times in print and online, and is the author of Peach Box and Verge (Little Poem Press, 2003), Jonesing For Byzantium (UK Authors Press, 2006), The Heat of Blooming (Pudding House Press, 2008); A short Selected Poetry is a recent release from West Virginia College of Law.


Fully Present Pioneers
The wagon party halted - stranded at the water's edge as the first spring's icy flow rose high and fast against the muddy banks. Many murmured for the discouraging delay. Others circled together, prepared camp and prayed. During the long night temperatures dropped and winds blew bitter cold through the desolate land. Many murmured with a bone-chilling shiver. Others arose early, hitched oxen and crossed the now frozen river.

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Night Wind
The day rises and sets A gale blows out the sun And swims to drown the stars All night the wind tugs At my white netted bed While a thousand stars hold back The sea of air. The net whips and plays, A white stork swimming A winged brief message To a thousand centuries of light Day grounds it. The stars Return to their worlds While the wind whipped back Sulks like a scolded child.

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of the soul - Plato

REPAIR : resort, frequent or habitual going; concourse or confluence of people at or in a place; making one's way; to go, betake oneself, to arrive; return to a place; to dwell; to recover, heal, or cure; to renew; to fix to original condition.
-- Oxford English Dictionary

ANJANA BASU, poetryrepairs' first international poet, writes from Kalkut, India


L. WARD ABEL : A God Reminded
REID BAER : Fully Present Pioneers
ANJANA BASU : Night Wind

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