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Poems

MARY HENDREN

Life is not a time
And not a space-
Not the beauty of a river,
Or a mountain,
Or a face-
Life is not a starting
Or an end,
But just the only thing
That we can know or see
That is a little different from
Eternity.

I look at life with slow surprise
And life looks back at me
Across a long table.
We sit and drink a glass of wine
Together there,
And it makes me brave,
And I say, however long we sit-
Although the wine be gone,
I will not be the first to rise-
However long we look-
I will not be the first
To turn away my eyes.

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