YEARBOOK_1970

Page 182

On Winter's Eve We left the Revolution. We walked under stars

On We

powdered crystal

gems.

alone

always

were

together.

We know. Jeremiah, breath In false Images. The Red Armies and the White, There Is

no

The blue and the grey. The gold and brown.

The white and the black. The violet

.

The cabin

.

.

around the stove.

warms

Pine and coffee. Man's direction Is not known to him.

The revolutions

Bring The

us nearer

causes are

The results

are

The winter will

the

Valley of Slaughter.

peripheral. man's shame.

bring large

armies

From the north countries: It will

bring the Lord's judgment.

We will

be

soon

caught

As traitors.

But. she is brave: She

gives

strength. judge

me

We cannot

Before the epilogue is written. We now know Barabbas must be freed Over and

over,

For It is written.

We will

fight for Idols, always fought for life. gods call for peace

never

We have

The false

At the expense of enemies.

We

are

radicals.

not

Or reactionaries. We do not

yet understand

our own

love.

We still seek freedom.

Though It be only the freedom to die. The light has gone out. But the moon shines through the window And I It Is

can see

her face.

cold.

The wolves cry. The winter herself Cries

a

shivered yelp. our life.

The cold is As lovers.

We

hope

to

see

But it is

enough

That

live.

RCN

we

the rivers thaw. to say


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