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| Zoe Marhoefer Keithely, attended Sacred Heart Lake Forest (1947-1951) |
The little child's bones
inside me rattle and cavort,
play music when I walk.
The eros of the great engine
is their familiar; and how,
never sleeping, it draws
the juice along to force it
through the many narrows.
Again the ancient seeds
sprout in the collar of silt.
Oh, I am the holy child dancing
on the rim of the earth.
Forever is my name.
Poem by Zoe Keithley taken from Crow Song, Roan Press, 2009
For further info on Zoe Keithley and her upcoming Roots Writer Series & Workshop on April 26, 2014 in Chicago, IL ~ click here.
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