FALL 2009



Robert Bly

THE ROOF NAIL

A hundred boats are still looking for shore.
There is more in my hopes than I imagined.
The tiny roof nail lies on the ground, aching for the roof.
Some little bone in our foot is longing for heaven.


 
 


 

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