Museworthy: Our Face

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Museworthy: Our Face

I leave peace for those
who find their way home
and love for the dogs
who know how to use it

For today the continents
are cracking from the seas
and all times are rushing
toward the zenith of understanding

This is how cells die
like a house collapsing
or a piano rushing
towards the earthquake's shaky stair

We call it death in the place in our heads
that is empty except for that

We think it is what the eye doesn't see
but it is the eye
for death gazes longingly
from our own face
and looking inwards sees nothing
unless it be dream

BY MTC CRONIN

MTC Cronin has had seven books of poetry published, the most recent being Bestseller (Vagabond Press, 2001) and My Lover's Back — 79 Love poems (UQP, 2002). After being employed for most of the 1990s in law, she has in recent years begun teaching literature and creative writing at secondary schools and universities. She is currently working on a PhD, Poetry and Law: Discourses of the Social Heart. Her books are available by contacting her at <margie_cronin@hotmail.com> or phone (02) 9550 2918.

From Green Left Weekly, June 19, 2002.
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