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Love Calls Us To The Things Of This World

Rating: 3.7
The eyes open to a cry of pulleys,
And spirited from sleep, the astounded
Hangs for a moment bodiless and
As false dawn.
Outside the open window
The morning air is all awash with
Some are in bed-sheets, some are
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Michael Walker 05 August 2019
'The morning air is all awash with angels'. I wish that were true in the morning sometimes. I also identify with, 'Oh, let there be nothing on earth but laundry'. A fine metaphysical poem.
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John Galletta 27 September 2012
the sould shrinks from all that it is about to remember, from the punctual rape of every blessed day... This is the reality of living in the real world But I feel as if I have been given a reprieve, a stay of execution when I come to Bring them down from their ruddy gallows. and I feel lke the only mistake made in this poem is a missing exclamation mark. It is a divine and generous impulse here that wishes to absolve us in this poem. I feel blessed every time I read or recall it.
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Macarthur Cheeks 05 June 2009
I like this poem alot. It gave me the feeling ofr coming together as one with the world
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Robert Howard 13 December 2006
What a metaphor: redemption and purification through laundry!
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