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Greg McVerry


let loose moorings
of a crescent
moon while
our heavenly wolf
howls
Through words
spilled,
we seek, yet never find,
a path of souls
Inanna, Venus, Ishtar, Aphrodite,
bits loosely joined in
stories that never begin in
poems with no end

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