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THE WOMAN I LOVE HAS LARGE HANDS
The woman I love
All mine!
You reach out.
Our hands meet
and clasp.
Stronghold
against the agony
Of void.
Beautiful by reason of honesty:
Your eyes,
bravely, gently, piercing;
Thy powerful interior light
pierces the darkness
Beacon,
I find my way to you.
I speak,
Our common softness, our
common strength
Leading to an uncommon
knowledge:
You, having found the path,
trust your feet.
Has large hands,
Grace
With strength combined.
How her touch
Moves mountains,
Magic mystery1987

THE STRONGHOLD
I reach up,
(aka Joan Chevalier)
self published in
Journeys: A Retrospective
1978-1984
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YOUR FACE
Your face,
(aka J.C.)
Journeys,1978-1984
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TRUST YOUR FEET
To a Woman (aka J.C.)
Journeys,1978-1984
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Poems of Spirit and Earth, Part Two