Cloud

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1 min readMar 23, 2020

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עָשָֽׁן׃ a·shan

of forgetting
of unknowing
of witnesses
of smoke
of the temple
of transfiguration
of ascension
of parousia
of new Jerusalem

Woe is me of unclean lips
celestial fire burn in me
‘till these scales fall from my eyes.

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S.P. McCain Tirres
Poetry Notebook

A novice, for the love of poetry, as a parish priest in Austin, TX.