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Written by Fr. Pier Giorio di Cicco
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Tuesday, 18 April 2006 |
I have two illuminated cacti.
that look
like desert things; my heart is
a flower
I have looked for in
the wilderness.
The cactus is a cross.
No one must know how beauty is made.
I have been to the desert.
I have seen mountains;
and I have seen nothing
like the way I lose my tears
to grief
and am forgiven.
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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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