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Dante Di Stefano

This is / the ballroom, the barracks, the firing squad. / This is the old monk with the beard of bees. / This is the orange lullaby the moon / of the moon will sing you when it’s grieving. / This is the province you escape by train, / fleeing heavy snow and eternal elk. / This is the part where I take your hand in / my hand and I tell you we are burning. — Dante Di Stefano, from “Reading Dostoyevsky at Seventeen,” Love Is a Stone Endlessly in Flight: Poems. (Brighthorse Books, October 9, 2016)

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