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**GUEST** Poem of the Week

Out of the blue, Peter Campbell-Kelly, a terrific poet & musician in England, wrote that he had found my name in the Poets & Writers directory & was sending a little film of himself playing violin. "It is a sort of musical prayer, intended somehow for the well-being of all of us, in this desperately difficult pandemic." I think it's beautiful & so is his poem: 




Our songs of sadness touch
The dry-deep scars of earth


And on this peaty path
a lichened branch
Cuts clean through the heart


And people lie dying
And people die weeping


And the waters ripple slow
And the sun lasts down and down


And the curlew throws free
Her liturgy of fiery love

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