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Page Five

Winter sunlight casts your skin in blue
Your straight brown eyelashes lining
your closed lids
Spectacles thickening the view
Like a camera’s lens
That traps and widens the light
in the thick glass

While my china hands travel
To touch your face, as I sit
On your knee
I ram my head onto your chest

I am weighed by my adoration
And my head sinks down to your skin
Like a stone through hasty waters made still
Here against you I press and curl
And I tell you of my immense love for you.

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Aspects of Love (III)

 III

On the high hill in the cold wind
On a sunless day
You brought my a bird seeking to unsay
Its vulture moments. Though I was afraid
I felt its warmth undo my startled hand.

– Ruth Miller

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Aspects of Love (II)

II

Love? We should smother it
And push it up the chimney –
He said, half meaning it.
We know now what he intended
For finding love at their door
On a cold night, people – if they are wise –
Will push it up the chimney into the smoke before
It wails at them with such clenched desire
As will bring into the quiet house
The significant ecstatic loss.

-Ruth Miller

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