The Storm One drop comes down Beside another. This is the child, This is the mother. But all are family In this flood: A net of flesh, A mesh of blood. How can you go Beyond recall? How can you fall, And I not fall? How can we see Beyond reprieve, And yet continue To believe That heaven turns The wind around And drives the torrent From the ground?

Photographer: Harris Steinman Click on photo above for a larger picture

 

A selection of poems

 

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