A Clasp Poem by Donald Revell
A Clasp
Below the shapeliness
of every hand
exposed in error
of the hand's strength
ache the usual
ligature and tendon
inflamed by injustice
made, allowed.
At Epiphany, hand-
made civil traffic
steals through town.
Hilarious and undemocratic
is every miracle. Ache
and error, ache and
correction strive as usual,
unshaped in the disguise of angels.
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
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