In The Cards Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

In The Cards



If flame from lame can come to [f]light,
Then through earth’s [g]loom bloom stems in sight

La lame, l’arme l’armée lame mais lama, la larme alarme l’âme l’ami I am

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(22 November 1995)
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