Mark Strand

Even this late it happens:
the coming of love, the coming of light.
You wake and the candles are lit as if by themselves,
stars gather, dreams pour into your pillows,
sending up warm bouquets of air.
Even this late the bones of the body shine
and tomorrow’s dust flares into breath.

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2 Responses to Mark Strand

  1. shinichi says:

    The Coming of Light

    by Mark Strand

  2. shinichi says:

    Mr. and Mrs. Baby and Other Stories

    by Mark Strand

    Stories like “A Dog’s Life” and “True Loves” will challenge the standard conventions which we cling to in our daily life.

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