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Quincentenary Poem: Civic Center Park, Denver 1992

One by one they circle the park,
Eagles facing east from
Courthouse columns
Capitol dome
Museum fortress
The glass rectangular offices of industry.

These are the closed edges of architecture,
This law, this art,
This swallowed literature,
The politics that burn
This island of seeds laid out like tiles On which we march.

It's another turn of another century,
stage-blood covers the globe,
Stains the pool of buildings
And the books of bones

That do not burn "Quincentenary Poem: Civic Center Park," Colorado Women News July 1993 and Montelibre, 1993.

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