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This poem is taken from PN Review 161, Volume 31 Number 3, January - February 2005.

Touchstone R.F. Langley
Touchstone

Aquinas was wrong.
Science and religion are
not continuous. Thus:
the late robin in the
dark garden. A gift,

a lock, a wedge, an
order or a wistfulness.
A real bird in actual
space. And matter
constitutes the laws

allowing notes from a
perch on the line-post.
The head cocks, which seems
astute. Then the further
limits of our being plunge
...


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