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written by: Giovanni Fruncillo


The clouds float above us like
cloistered nuns in their luminous habits.

And the evergreen trees,
with outstretched arms are like blind saints,
asking for morning bread.

Giovanni Fruncillo

Giovanni Fruncillo

Giovanni Fruncillo is a philosophy professor at a small college in northern NJ.
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