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The Silence That She Loves

A hymn to the Goddess…

 Upon the rippling desert sands How silently she stands, How solemn, how lonely, how serene - As she has ever been. Daughter of the Sun’s distant youth, In beauty and in truth What peer has she among the fair – But then, what does she care? At eveni…

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Brad's Story

A True Story…

“I’d like to thank all of you, very, very much, on behalf of Jason and myself. You’ve all been a terrific help to us, and let me once again apologize most sincerely to you all. Tonight is our way of saying thanks and sorry, so please eat, drink and e…

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May....Scenes 4 and 5

The story of an Australian Aboriginal…

Scene 4 A month laterMay’s bed is gone and its place at right is now taken by three tables, each of slightly different size, placed end to end. These are covered by three spotless white tablecloths. Upon the center table, amidst a large array of pape…

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May....Scenes 2 and 3

The story of an Australian Aboriginal orphan girl.…

Scene 2 The Next Day May is seen sitting on a stool at her bench, reading her book, a smile upon her face. She now hears approaching footsteps and hides the book down the front of her dress. She then picks up a needle and thread and proceeds to men…

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May....Scene 1

The story of an Australian Aboriginal orphan girl.…

A One Act Play in Five Scenes.Persons of the Play  May Matron Koch Sister Agatha Dr Merriwether Mr. Green Miss White Mrs. Brown ChristianTime : Late summer 1973 Place: Outback South Australia“A hero who forgives is much more touching than one who ave…

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Sonnet for The Silent City

An evocation of summer.…

  The noon-time silence is complete, As sleepy felines laze replete On antique terracotta tiles And in doorways of many styles. Warmly the polished granites glow, Gone is the human ebb and flow, Only the shadows, dark and deep, Across the ci…

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The Mulberry Goddess

Homage to the Goddess.…

 White in the light of morning,Crimson in the haze of noon,Black as a storm at evening,Like the waxing and waning moon.Cold as the depths of ocean,Elusive as shadows castOr the unceasing motionOf wanderers in times long past.Glimpse her face in a day…

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Magus of The Desert

A poem evocative of desert landscapes.…

  Far from the sea, her sighing dunes All wander lost beneath the moons That wax and wane in an eternal sky; Where subtle symphonies of light And wondrous silences of night Draw the four winds from their pavilions, To rage across the stony plains, T…

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