Author: Russell Williams
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Sestina
I never know what goes into my mouth;I fill and fill and fill and yet am empty.To rule these appetites I tie my handsand concentrate on only what is good,but then I find myself at it again—the loneliness that comes always with night. But one does not accept this lonely night,and one finds peace by…
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Evensong
From those in cozy bedsWith spirits that are meekTo you our noble headWe lift our silent sleepAnd in our souls we seekYou–for you to keepUs in eternal careAnd in this night renew–For time and change can tearDown our physical senses–Our minds as we pass throughEarth’s shadowy fencesGive us the grace give us the lightTo rise…
