There at the end the virgin counsels us
If we ask if she chooses
This is a black this is a white
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I'm always drawn to visual poems (the only kind of poem in my mind) . I like the dark and light and shadows. Kind of scary. It's like going down a dark alley in a Film Noir Here again, we have a doubling and tripling of words which really works! Reminds me David Mamet. 'Put that coffee DOWN! Coffee is for closers! Anyway, the poem is great. One of your best.
Cool Man! It's like a Howard Hawks. Nice!