(13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)

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Oil And Blood

IN tombs of gold and lapis lazuli
Bodies of holy men and women exude
Miraculous oil, odour of violet.
But under heavy loads of trampled clay
Lie bodies of the vampires full of blood;
Their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet.

Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001
Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001


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