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Poetry #279
(published May 25, 2006)
The Subject
by Angelo B. Ancheta
I fold up my map for you,
lift up a vessel full of mines.
I measure the sky silver, blue
with symbols, I read the signs.

a falling leaf, a rustle at night
when all the stars have stolen
your light, would I be so bright?
unveil, let me, your token.

how shall I know if I run in circles?

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