Very good to have a new collection by Douglas Dunn. These lines are from the poem 'The Nothing-But', from 'The Noise of a Fly'
To have kissed the lips of one who is dying
Is to have tasted silence, salt, and wilderness,
And touched the truth, the desert where there is no lying...
Is to have tasted silence, salt, and wilderness,
And touched the truth, the desert where there is no lying...
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