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November 2009 
The Fallow Mind
Posted on May 5th, 2009
by 
sherab
sherab
The Fallow Mind
The fallow mind in winter knows, its scope
And wide horizon are made narrow by
The rim of early dusk, descending blinds-
Last summer’s rocket buried under sand.
To soar and spin, to take the hand and whip
A leash of fiery comets through the sky:
To be crier or prophet, John or Isaiah, these
Wait in the mind for the world’s turning phase:
The time she lifts her head from blood-soaked fields,
From one-eyed houses, shattered, gaping towns,
The time she sees her brother’s son, and bears
Her ribs to his remembered healing blaze-
Then will the mind take a new stature on
And children thrive, who late last year were bombed
Dorothy Livesay
1909 - 1996
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