J. G. X. Borrege Poems

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As Fades A Faithful Wife
My Mary sews in this evening's light.
I watch and observe her keenly now--
the wan-dry roses on her cheek,
the sorrow stitched upon her brow,
and fine white hairs their shadows seek;
and ask where went her radiant years,
although her smile is tenderest still,
and burning eyes are not forgot.
. . .
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Agnes Dead These Many Memories
Draw back the curtain of indifference
And stare
At all her ageless temple where gravestones life.
(Oh look!
Above a butterfly in wind
Flutters like a trembling hand
Writing a last will.
The flowers petals tear and scribble on the fast breeze.
Moonlight on stones glows like a cup of . . .
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