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    A young wife stands at the threshold of her home, watching her husband plow in the distance. Her hair and body still bear the signs of their passionate night together. All she knows is the intimacy between man and woman that creates life out of sorrow and strife. Her world is bounded by her love for her husband each day and night, as he is her whole existence and being. She remains a mystery, like the Sphinx, as all wives watch and wait for their husbands to return from the fields, seeking the answers to life's secrets.

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    A young wife stands at the threshold of her home, watching her husband plow in the distance. Her hair and body still bear the signs of their passionate night together. All she knows is the intimacy between man and woman that creates life out of sorrow and strife. Her world is bounded by her love for her husband each day and night, as he is her whole existence and being. She remains a mystery, like the Sphinx, as all wives watch and wait for their husbands to return from the fields, seeking the answers to life's secrets.

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    The Spouse by Luis Dato

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    Elvin Nobleza Palao
    A young wife stands at the threshold of her home, watching her husband plow in the distance. Her hair and body still bear the signs of their passionate night together. All she knows is the intimacy between man and woman that creates life out of sorrow and strife. Her world is bounded by her love for her husband each day and night, as he is her whole existence and being. She remains a mystery, like the Sphinx, as all wives watch and wait for their husbands to return from the fields, seeking the answers to life's secrets.

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    The Spouse by Luis Dato

    Submitted by jeazelle on December 11, 2009 9:36am. One of my favorite poems Rose in her hand, and moist eyes young with weeping, She stands upon the threshold of her house, Fragrant with scent that wakens love from sleeping, She looks far down to where her husband plows. Her hair dishevelled in the night of passion, Her warm limbs humid with the sacred strife, What may she know but man and woman fashion Out of the clay of wrath and sorrowLife? She holds no joys beyond the days tomorrow, She finds no worlds beyond her loves embrace; She looks upon the Form behind the furrow, Who is her Mind, her Motion, Time and Space. O somber mystery of eyes unspeaking, O dark enigma of Lifes love forlorn; The Sphinx beside the river smiles with seeking The secret answer since the world was born.

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