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Poems for Advent 9


















Nativity


i.


Night after night

she loved his old

strong body

workman's hands

wine blunted breath

she loved his love

for her

and often whispered

while he slept

into the warm

smooth shallow

places of his neck.


ii.


Day after day

she loved his young

spare body

thin fingers

colic and cries

she loved his need

for her

and often whispered

when he woke

into the cold and

deep rough places

of his screams.


Jeff Guess




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