R.M. ENGELHARDT

The Jewel By James Wright

R.M. ENGELHARDT POET AUTHOR WRITER

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There is this cave

In the air behind my body

That nobody is going to touch:

A cloister, a silence

Closing around a blossom of fire.

When I stand upright in the wind,

My bones turn to dark emeralds.

 

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