The Stage Set Also Closes Poem by Julia Luber

These qualities so exquisite, these other things so rare.
One in such abundance, while with evil all wonder only…..where?
As if it were so hidden, and so hard to find-
despite it being Everywhere all at one time!
And in such state, the fight becomes more intense!
When there is less of
as in evil, perhaps as well in love.

While the consequence in blood is Hero,
figurine, totemic idolatry-
All things God mentioned not to do.
They let them be!
They do them anyway, but oh so few,
as if to differentiate by limitation is the good:
in same delineation, And you would.
If you were someone other than you said,
Somewhere between what's Living and what's Dead/