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Aware

by D H Lawrence

Slowly the moon is rising out of the ruddy haze, Divesting herself of her golden shift, and so Emerging white and exquisite; and I in amaze See in the sky before me, a woman I did not know I loved, but there she goes and her beauty hurts my heart; I follow her down the night, begging her not to depart.

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Out from the Patches of Briars and Blackberries

by James Allen Hall

After he died, my father made whole, I could see him next to my mother as she smoked on the couch, his face more alive than at Christmas, the last time I saw him, struggling to lift his cup. I knew beyond my body, now he’d died, he could show off a row of teeth, wry and silly, smiling again to score some irony in the situation. But the days I was home, he didn’t smile. My mother was in pain, he was her source, he grieved alongside her. And though he died the same day as my father, my student waited a week to show. At first, his back was all he’d allow, the twist and sweep of curls that were his character—another boy Apollo would have loved. He was shy about his neck. I said please, I needed to see where he’d been hurt. The purple pinched and dug at the base of his throat. He couldn’t say or breathe what happened but I saw deep in him the furious glimmer. Our dead return, wanting us to know there is no end.

Even suffering outlives this body.

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