| Written by Fr. Pier Giorio di Cicco,
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I am throwing a party with all my
ragged queens and princes, spectred,
and full of dance.
It is a party for the becoming;
all those who were beautiful to each other,
stepping into the promise of tomorrow —
that tomorrow they could never graze once,
the tomorrow we will step into like children,
holding hands, never afraid of what
we cannot be or give.
I have known love the likes of which,
unlike the poems I tried to end so well;
love that never ends,
that walks with me,
and the authors are my angels
for whom my door is always open,
and I am only in the garden,
with the trees and leaves.
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Fr. Pier Giorio Di Cicco |
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| Fr. Pier Giorgio DiCicco, a priest of the Archdiocese of Toronto, has authored 17 books of poetry. He was born in Italy, raised in Montreal, Boston and Toronto and has taught at the University of Toronto. He is currently Poet Laureate of the City of Toronto. His poetry is published by The Mansfield Press
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