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Tuesday, October 23, 2007

My Trident and Bell (poem) 

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My Trident and Bell

I am willing
to go down.
I am willing to be
the mad saint
with matted hair,
the raving mystic
babbling of god.

I am ready to invite
into my bed.

Soon I shall cover
my body with ashes,
put a mark on my forehead,
go into the streets
with my trident
and bell.

You will not
know me then.
You will wonder
who I am,
what I am saying,
what became of the person
who used to live
at my former address.

Dorothy Walters
October 23, 2007

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