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The Gnomon Circles.

"As Frederick Douglass said, 'The limits of tyrants are prescribed by the endurance of those whom they oppress.' " --Fanny Howe

"I am forced to stare blankly into the past, and hope to conjure up the form of an indignant book in the midst of plague."

“ASPEN TREE your leaves glance white into the dark.
My mother’s hair was never white.

Dandelion, so green is the Ukraine.
My yellow-haired mother did not come home.

Rain cloud, above the well do you hover?
My quiet mother weeps for everyone.

Round star, you wind the golden loop.
My mother’s heart was ripped by lead.

Oaken door, who lifted you off your hinges?
My gentle mother cannot return.”

–Hamburger’s Celan

"The poet, she does have a task: to waste as much time as possible, while seeking a shapeliness for her squandering."