<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535537" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Archeology - What The Stele Says 'Upon Taking A Much Younger Lover</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">That this old ground yields to plow stuns.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What begins to be, earth swell, breaks <br>root-room open to blood means.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Old skeins tear upon what is new terrain, <br>hunger worn, long appended. There is <br>no blame for pain is the blessing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All hurt now stings twilight quaked into being.<br>Your breath falls upon me now, taut, sinew, <br>bruising hand, purple inside flares warrior nerves <br>to unknotting surprise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am uncovered, thin, bared upon thinner sheets the man-<br>ripped to many images, torn into, landscaped to former curves.<br>No longer do I grieve enclosure, touching only myself, <br>delivered from layers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Magpie dances.<br>Lines, veins, strung between Pole Star<br>and First River Mouth, an embedded ruin uncovered in milk floods.<br>Touch gently first what has been too long concealed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hard touch congeals once was telling mud remolded into <br>'Not again. Not yet the bleeding Centurion.'<br>Wield roughly then through gates too long shut.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When I cry out, do not mind. Blindly ram. Do not stop.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Magpie, my keeper, is flying.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Warren+Falcon">Warren Falcon</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535537" data-title="Archeology - What The Stele Says 'Upon Taking A Much Younger Lover de Warren Falcon" data-description="That this old ground yields to plow stuns. What begins to be, earth swell, breaks root-room open to blood means. Old skeins tear upon what is new terrain, hunger worn, long appended. There is no blame for pain is the blessing. All hurt now s..."></div> </div> </div>

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