Poetry

Glimpses

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  Glimpses Barefoot   she walks the strand   conscious her man is somewhere in the swelling darkness   where Proteus rises Her feet sink in sand  …

Immanuel

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Immanuel   The stars shone down on a woman As she wearily marched in the way, A baby inside her weighted her steps When…

An Advent Victory

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[Editor’s Note: Over the next three days, as the anticipation of Advent transforms into Christmas joy, Transept artists offer literary gifts for reflection during…