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Spring 1987 • Vol. IX No. 2 • Poetry |

Old Burying Ground

As long as men have cleared these fields of stones
this spot has been a portion set apart
for those who cleared them to inter their bones,
their names indebted to the carver’s art.

Here sanctioned graven images adorning
legends incised below their low relief
feature in turn for every era’s mourning
a choice device to give a shape to grief.

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