In The Staging Of Opposites
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Mark Heathcote
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Each beginning to an end
As one door closes tight
Another opens arms godsend
Calm, untroubled alight.
Everything has its origins.
From the very first to the very last
Quintessentially the whole thing ripens
Into the present or the past.
Enter stage left, now exit—right.
With either virtue or vice
Love is a subtle snakebite
Bitter-sweet does entice.
Courteous or rude gentle or rough
On-wing shall she deliver?
On high shall he retrieve his tariff
Make-repair for the psyche's draper.
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