At what price, love,
the Angel’s sing
At what price, love,
the joy it brings
At what price, love,
our spirit’s rhyme
At what price, love
—the word sublime
(The Book Of Prayers: September, 2020)
Wittgenstein Was Right
The sum of all possibility,
true nature of our soul
To act upon or take flight from,
virtues to extol
What may or may not happen,
to inspire or pretend
The choice is ours, the will empowers
—to flee or to ascend
(Bryn Mawr College: September, 2020)
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