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Steve Klepetar<\/h1>\n

Sacred<\/span><\/h2>\n

The rabbi
\nof joy<\/p>\n

and wakefulness
\nfollows<\/p>\n

his students toward
\nthe library<\/p>\n

where shadows
\nof books<\/p>\n

slide along shelves
\nin fluorescent light<\/p>\n

and nobody speaks
\nbecause the air is sacred<\/p>\n

with words, scented
\nwith the perfume of ancient poems.<\/p>\n

\n

Steve Klepetar<\/strong><\/span> wishes that he could see Proteus rising from the sea and hear old Triton blow his wreathed horn.<\/em><\/p>\n

\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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