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[September 1970---December 1974]

Let me, like some strange creature from the stars,

find in your love a safe and sheltered nest,

a penetrala of comfort where---

without the fear of harm---I can divest

myself of that gnarled, outward shell that bars

the kinds of death that lurk in distant space.

Your love shall heal the ancient marks I bear---

their toxic tortures witnessed by my scars.

Let me kneel down, thankful to find this place

after long journeys through the frigid waste

between the constellations.  Here is heat

I seek, and slotted fruit---honeyed to taste.

I have such victory, beneath "defeat,"

in this new vista, innocent and chaste.

Let these, my starlit lyrics, now express

the awesome beauty of your shoelessness.

Starward

[jlc]