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Goats Near DelphiIn Apollo's TempleI thought the Oracle at Delphi was silent. Down the mountain slope I heard the goats, their soft calls to each other, and their bells murmuring like the voices of poets on Mount Parnassus. The goats descended the steep trail to the Sacred Plain and the sea beyond the Bay of Itea. I still hear their bells, and the poets' voices, their verse sailing out to the world. |
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Issue #14, March, 2000 :
Santa Fe Poetry Broadside.