and then the eighth sacramentA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
epiphany rising in the blink of a fractured eye a love poem sought its purpose a lonely man wept with joy words betrothed, the advent of spring and a girl and a prayer book oath a solemn holding of hands she smiled baptism of a future down the aisle of trust we walked, with hidden trepidation extending our vows with extreme unction. erin-cilberto 11/29/21 © 2021 jacob erin-cilberto |
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1 Review Added on December 5, 2021 Last Updated on December 5, 2021 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more.. |

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