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A POEM BY BABA

 

Softer than butter
 
And harder than steel—
 
That is what Baba
 
Always does feel.
 
BABA
 

 

 

 

A POEM ABOUT BABA

 

Who carves them
 
Purple-clustered
 
To a vine
 
And seals
 
Within the grapes
 
The taste
 
Of wine,
 
Can always teach
 
Anew
 
If old worlds die . . .
 
For HE
 
Remains
 
For Time
 
To pattern by,
 
And other
 
Men
 
Can lift
 
Exultant urns
 
To other
 
Fruits
 
Where future wisdom
 
Burns!
 
CARLA PATSURIS
 

 

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