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To: O'Hara who wrote (243)	8/15/1996 10:07:00 AM
From: Sugar Magnolia	of 39621

More poetry, Shalom! TO THE HOUSE I am heaping the bones of the old mother To build us a hold against the host of the air; Granite the blood-heat of her youth Held molten in hot darkness against the heart Hardened to temper under the feet Of the ocean cavalry that are maned with snow And march from the remotest west. This is the primitive rock, here in the wet Quarry under the shadow of waves Whose hollows mouthed the dawn; little house each stone Baptized from that abysmal font The sea and the secret earth gave bonds to affirm you. Robinson Jeffers Hope you enjoy it, Shalom--I think it's really beautiful, in touch with the creative spirit. Friends? Sugar

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