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Only Your White Orb Guides Usby Bob Marcacci
When we come to you
following the cold lightIn winter
we can be warm looking
for you empty fieldsReveal the peace of another world
turned into a cemetery
where the dead lie and we wanderAmong ruins
we look for you alone
the white flower may appearCan you see us carrying books
we will read below the tree
at the centerOnly your light shine on these leaves
us the frosted petals
in a shadow
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© Marcacci, 2005
A San Francisco State University graduate and native Californian presently living and writing in Beijing, China, Bob Marcacci’s poems have appeared in many print and electronic publications around the world. Recent work has appeared in Ghoti, Hamilton Stone Review, Poems Niederngasse and Unlikely 2.0.