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Not Rosaries Nor Missals – The Source Of Sin – July 2013

Posted on July 10, 2013 by anna mosca

an enclosed space
at the nuns I liked
the candies for sale
.
to jump rope
to play ball
rare smiles rising
.
they wanted no
males around
we were separated
.
there was peace
productivity
and what they
.
called purity
I loved this one
it was like a long
.
silence of whiteness
suspended until
my face was too pretty
.
my eyes large as deer’s
my mind a pond of flowers
till they claimed
.
I was the source of sin

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travarartist on July 11, 2013 at 2:14 am said:

Absolutely brilliant!!

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- anna mosca on July 11, 2013 at 6:26 am said:
  
  thank you Tracy! it had some more wordeud slant at first then skimmed it down to simple (pure)…
  
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Way Words by Sterling on July 11, 2013 at 8:53 pm said:

Wow!

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whocouldknowthen on July 12, 2013 at 7:26 am said:

my eyes large as deer’s
my mind a pond of flowers
till they claimed
.
I was the source of sin

such beautiful imagery, ty for this poem.

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misplacedbookworm on August 12, 2013 at 2:24 pm said:

Beautiful and heartbreaking at the same time. Wonderful.

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Ronald E. Shields on March 19, 2014 at 4:49 pm said:

only in the church can beauty be the source of sin…some may commit ‘sin’ in the name of beauty…that does not make beauty its source.

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