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Nest Always in Love


janine canan




Nest always in love, my Love,
where every twiggy death
tufts softly round.

Nest in this worn basket
with all the jewels --
midnight's lightening bloods.

Nest in this heart, large
enough to hold more than joy --
larger even than grief.

Nest in this prayer, shed
in the ever-decaying world --
to be born in a love vaster yet.

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