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Poem April 19, 1975 Issue

ABRAHAM

Doris Peel

Whether it was one man or several men
or a whole tribe at listening-pitch

there was a moment when the Presence broke
like a great dawn:
a moment when

(O yield of heart! O mind's high yearn!)

the Word was caught.

And so began
the long, grave dialogue between

heaven and earth.

Doris Peel

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