Dark Night of the Stone
by Steve Tanham
Dark Night of the Stone Freezing fingers clutch the silver cup The thin but faithful horse stands grace Equine feelings urge Gawain, “Go on” The mountain stream adds ice; its own Completing miseries’ embrace ——- How did we come to this, Gawain? His frozen thoughts; the pain, protest How did we seek a place unknown To pay the debt we shouldn’t own From Christmas … Read More Dark Night of the Stone
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