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steven-c-house
American A psychologist by occupation and trade, a poet by passion. I have been married for 35 years with three grown children. I live in Indiana in a fairly small town. I was born in Connecticut but grew up in Philadelphia. My father was an alcoholic. My aged mom is still there living with my brother. I play guitar, sing at Church. I am studying to be a Catholic deacon. My body is getting old but my mind still works most of the time.
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O, you mountains Fists of rock, jutting toward heaven Your Picasso faces, so broad and strong Pine and fir above prairie grass Elk and moose and bear reigning superior Such heights, such deep distances You recalibrate for me, my size I am lost in your immense trajectory up,up And my breath is taken from me With no regret Blowing off your defiant peaks
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Sep 24, 2010
Sep 24, 2010 at 8:07 PM UTC
steven-c-house
You Mountains
O, you mountains Fists of rock, jutting toward heaven Your Picasso faces, so broad and strong Pine and fir above prairie grass Elk and moose and bear reigning superior Such heights, such deep distances You recalibrate for me, my size I am lost in your immense trajectory up,up And my breath is taken from me With no regret Blowing off your defiant peaks
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