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2.The Nothing
Feeble
completely feeble,
like the nothing
that creating hands haven’t yet touched,
the hands of hope,
and to its lure
a sprout rises up from a tilled black field
a four-day Lazarus rises
tied hand and foot
in his burial shroud
that is deader than death:
the nothing
the absolute nothing,
my soul! be silent
until it touches you.
| | Slava I. Yastremski and Michel Naydan | |
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|  | | To His Holiness John Paul II
2.The Nothing |
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