Summer 1992 • Vol. XIV No. 3 PoetryJuly 1, 1992 |

You Must Love

You must love the land when you leave to build your house on the sea Love what's lost the mango tree burning in the garden the curious noose of the familiar coat of arms Love the ball turning strong, spinning in a dark far away land, Love the tongue you'll never again speak that wrapped you and bled you and dried up some every day on the other side of the sea.

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