April 27, 2019


    “Dear darkening ground,

    you’ve endured so patiently the walls we built,

    please give the cities one more hour

    and the churches and cloisters two.

    And those that labor — let their toils

    still hold them for another five hours, or seven,

    before that hour of inconceivable terror

    when you take back your name/ from all things.

    Just give me a little more time!

    I just need a little more time.

    Because I am going to love the things

    as no one has thought to love them,

    until they’re real and worthy of you.”



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