S. R. Lavin
S. R. Lavin Poems
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Glimpsing through the laurel and lilies
I catch sight of four women playing tennis
in the heat of a summer day.
The scene recalls to mind
that human beings
evolved from apes.
These are the first steps we take
toward each other, to be generous -
to be willing to give, and forgive;
to this extent, unlike the animals,
we express divine nature in word,
passing on the hope
that who we are
beyond the heavens
How is it we apprehend eternal being in us?
How is it we see the likeness
of the one who made...
Stopping on the bridge, just a short bike ride from town,
on a lonely stretch of new york highway -
where the marsh maps the land -
if you listen you hear
the rivulets like blood
pulsing under your skin,
the rustle of grasses
and milk thistle tops