Parable

The smallest thing trembles

            which lives so demure

Like a cloud, it resembles

            only vapor;

And nothing so sure

            as ink

                        upon paper.

This tiny estate

            of divine parable

                        would be so great,

            if it weren’t so terrible.

 

                                                                                                           

Fall 1995

 

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