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Monday, February 05, 2007

The Two Poets 

The Two Poets

Two sides of a coin,
twin masks mated forever,
the god who looks in different
at once.

The earth's treasures,
the ocean flooding the marshes,
the shale,
the stars winking
their mysterious code,
the pelicans who come and go
with the seasons,
according to their need . . .

and the rain which washes
the faces of the flowers,
even the shyest buds

one looks and exclaims
Oh, how beautiful!
the other murmurs
I mourn, I mourn.

Dorothy Walters
February 5, 2007

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