Photogravure by Gustave Marissiaux, b.1872-1929*
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Fierce in the strengthening light
that burned through the smoke of morning,
True because it never failed
to lift the haze of night that was our void,
Real with risk and endings in disgrace,
We believed it for a time,
Long enough to scorch the land
and change the course of streams
and leave the hills steaming with aftermath.
And more than that
We will die remembering.
—courtesy of Paul Cava Fine Art