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Poem Details
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| Title: | Words |
| Author: | James Ellner |
| Date Submitted: | 5/29/2010 |
| Email: | jimellner@hotmail.com |
| Poem: |
The congenital stroke of conception never wavered Like mother like son Birthing my inheritance When the last agony commenced I had no referral to heaven and the stars Only the mystery of nada Trump for the visions endless Ignoring their less concrete implications The theological emptiness of time... |