Tim Torkildson's Clown Alley
The Poet Laureate of the New York Times Newsroom
Saturday, July 25, 2020
Unto Thee shall all flesh come.
O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall
all
flesh
come
.
Psalm 65:2
How shall my flesh come to thee,
to dwell in thy manse blissfully?
No balloon or a tower,
or rocket fuel power --
but by loving kind charity!
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