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Penelope Duckworth
The word became flesh
A flash of colored wing;
peacock, pheasant brilliance—
turquoise, scarlet, green, bronze,
settled soft to downy quiet....
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Did the blessed mother note the measure of the moon?Ancient church tradition says they came on the same day—that Gabriel’s whispered “hail” shared Golgotha’s dark noon,...
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