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Unheard Prayer in the Ancient Ruins

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

Let me tell you
that the old gods
will not help us.

When we pray
by the wayside
they will not
listen to our tears.

For they are deaf,
stone deaf

like the ancient boulders
we walked between
this morning—
cold and unconcerned—
among the sweetness
of blooming honeysuckle.

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Smoke of Cedars

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

We need
to wash our faces
in the cedar smoke,
for the spring
is in drought.

We need to do
all that is right,
all that any god
would surely admire.

Look!
There is the green grosbeak.

He has returned
to nest even though
our world is dying.

I will lay water
out for him,
and he, in turn,
will help us forget
our hair is white.

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Prayer

Is the prayer
of the Snowy Egret
less

than the Monk’s supplication?

Ethel Mortenson Davis

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