Modern
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I have no confidence
that my ancestors were wise
that we can rely on the sensed
that our lot is wonder and gratitude.
O deaf Power, speak my persuasions
For my tongue is frozen by icy derangement.
How strange a luxury - to be liberated
From even the distant glimmers of
Truth's mere refractions.
(On listening by the work of Bahauddin Dagar, Feb 2023)
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