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Easter with Czeslaw Milosz: Cento

by Kathleen Gunton 04-03-2014
A poem

From white villages Easter bells resound.
Rejoice! Give thanks! I raise my voice
Evil disappears from the world.
And that means somewhere God must be.

'There is No Love Unless There is Imagination' (Andre Tchelistcheff)

by Kathleen Gunton 12-01-2006

She left
with her sack of stones
and one dying rose,
fragrant as Pinot Noir.