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THE TWELFTH STATION: SOBIBOR
1
as he had spoken
from the wilderness:
be fruitful!
(& they were fruitful)
so he could blind them
with a fist
& cut them --
& she could take from them
the vision of
his cities
2
a skin
harp
& a boil
according to its words
how blind
& evil
like its skin
your words
erased
Jerome Rothenberg
Posted over on Rothenberg's Homepage
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