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Issue # 4 May 2011
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

George Moore

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The Earth Speaks Back

From Popocatepetl, stars
look red, their eyes bloodshot
drift off, but sleep has
housed them in a turmoil
of struggle, the lovers failed
and the sky bleeds, knows somehow
the dead it takes up into itself
even as the seasonal gods
come and dress the caps in white
and the earth, silent for eons
speaks, dusts them with a plume