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The Ark


ISSUE:  Summer 2008

The Ark is a blooming branch.
The winds of evil play there,
launching it into the unknown
without a target.

The target is a broad path
that accepts nothing but steps
of the child journeying toward
the beginning. He draws
a transparent home in the sands.

Home is a man enclosed
in the chambers of the soul.
Multiplying day and night
in the organs of ignorance.

—Translated by Vivian Eden

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