duchess: "I don't know that I've ever read any of her poems..."
Well, there's these two. I imagine this new book will have some things like the first one, with its taoist nature.
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The making from the unmaking, the ending from the beginning, who shall know surely? What we know is the doorway between them that we enter departing. Among all beings ever returning, the eldest, the Doorkeeper, Segoy. Then from the foam bright Ea broke.
Only in silence the word, only in dark the light, only in dying life: bright the hawk's flight on the empty sky.
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There was an otter in our brook That every mortal semblance took, Could any spell of magic make, And speak the tongues of man and drake. So runs the water away, away, So runs the water away.
There was a wise man on the hill Who found his way to work his will. He changed his shape, he changed his name, But ever the other will be the same. So runs the water away, away, So runs the water away.
There was an old man by our door Who opened it to rich and poor; Many came there both small and great, But few could pass through Medra's Gate. So runs the water away, away, So runs the water away. ____________ Highdrake's mastery of spells and sorcery was not much greater than his pupil's, but he had clear in his mind the idea of something very much greater, the wholeness of knowledge. And that made him a mage.<i></i>
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