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Poem May 16, 1959 Issue

THIS FLAMING HOUR

Jean R. Miller

Embrace the hour's demand.
Break through the circling walls;
The furrowed loam could green
While still the darkness falls.

And great would be their triumph
Made of flaming stuff,
If those who know a little
Knew enough.

Jean R. Miller

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