Sunday, December 20, 2015

Fourth Sunday of Advent

This continues my own "O Antiphons" :
O long night
full cold moon,
draw me like the sea,
draw me like Magritte paints you
peering through the wrought iron tree.
O Duende,
when I sing with you, no one can qualm,
no one can calm,
no one can come dancing to the dark sound
without feeling your pull on their tides.

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