Previous Poem Private Far away from voices and traffic and daily work below even the earth my grandfather sat in his basement room, with one shawl and one chair and one candel and one book and one mind to pray. Never did he speak his private thoughts in any other forum but that solitary place. They were too important. Questions are meant to share.
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They shape the individual and define the self far away from voices and traffic and daily work below even the earth. Because it is so important. All rights reserved.