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Published by: Ardit Kraja on Jan 20, 2013
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Poem Beginning with a Line by Louise Glück The fire of my own heart mourns its shadows, halos smoked

on old cave walls, dark coronas ringing visions of stamping hooves that stunned when the flame divided: nests of warmth, burning slow. The fire blazed, ruby and topaz— brilliant object of desire— was stolen into other hearts and became a cloud that rained in lynch-mob throats, then flickered through the long dream-hour when nothing was allowed to grow. Now the fire bleeds there, vexed in the beet-picker’s hand, it rises and dies, sweet glimmer of a young mother’s prayer. The fire of my own heart is fanned by crowded texts and fed with memory’s hot, ancient breath.

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