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ANGELUS BELL

 

Photo by José Marques on Unsplash

The tone of the big bell settles in the dust
of this small market town in county meath
and on the stained glass window still
i see the sun-marked resonance of bell;
circles of uninscribed sound
uncaged
through all the cerebral centuries
chimes and chants for christ the king
chimes of crucifix, pyx and plate
these bells have blessed the insouciant faithful
buttressed, battered, no-man mattered
through all the occupied centuries,
turning dust to dust again,
and straining to the music of bells.

◄ PROPERTY IS THEFT

Out on the currant bun - in an elephant's trunk. ►

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