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Poetry by all,
a sky-map of psalms,
storms, and quiet light.
Not a feed — an observatory. Poems from many hands, gathered into 7 constellations. Wander by gravity, search by title, or let a random pilgrimage choose your next horizon.
Poem of the day
Poor in spirit
∞∞∞ Blessed are the poor in spirit, Those whose face, the earthly rich despise, Those lowly and yet classified As dumb by the earthly wise. Blessed and blessed still are those
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Where the poems cluster
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