from Babylon

by Sterling Davis


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Whatever lies closest
To one man's heart
His very Soul is  in fact
The essential of all that
Lives. Man is all thing
Wherefore trees and fish
And cormorants.

An Eye bright as cornflowers
Each holy creature
We are clouds or cave-dwellers.
My child, put no trust in
Empty mirrors
Or motherly maps. Rather
Conserve what small
Strength we have.

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Sterling Davis is the publisher and executive editor of Poetries in English Magazine.


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