poet joshua gage is a pepper pike resident & a regular at the deep cleveland poetry hour. you can buy 'break the slow kill,' his 7-track poetry cd for $5.00 incl. shipping and handling. e-mail firstname.lastname@example.org or write:
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Deep Cleveland Lenten Blues
oh, that this were
Ghazal to the wind
Hollow temple bells can only ring to the wind.
Parents are a noose of silk around their children's necks
Your wealth upon the altar will but clatter to the stones.
Lay down your plow and scythe. Wear, instead, raven feathers.
The Prophet slips off to the North Woods to measure life by
Ghazal each morning
I'm neither the chords of midnight, nor the symphonic swell each
You were born to rock in a cradle of rain, the thunder your
Listen. The rattle of stars will whisper deep through the
You have heard it said 'Be humble. Fall prostrate, your forehead
tight to the ground'
The Prophet removes his shroud, and bends to kiss the quivering
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