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Theo Dorgan
The Second Fortune
The Second Fortune
The Second Fortune
Between what is and what is notwe walked, the Huntress loosed a shot.
Before and after, we were there –
the arrow pierced but singing air.
That, my love, was quite an art,
to be together and apart
yet we, transparent, without fear –
what were we but singing air?
© 1995, Theo Dorgan
From: What This Earth Cost Us
Publisher: Dedalus, Dublin
From: What This Earth Cost Us
Publisher: Dedalus, Dublin
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The Second Fortune
Between what is and what is notwe walked, the Huntress loosed a shot.
Before and after, we were there –
the arrow pierced but singing air.
That, my love, was quite an art,
to be together and apart
yet we, transparent, without fear –
what were we but singing air?
From: What This Earth Cost Us
The Second Fortune
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