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A table set with tiny plates,<\/span> the creaking stair and wind outside.<\/span> Be brave. To live is not to fear<\/span> What happens if you turn away?<\/span> A table set with tiny plates, the chairs around a paper fire: diminishment has simplified the aims and objects of desire, while blinder faith must still provide the mincemeat …<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"yoast_head":"\n
\n the chairs around a paper fire:<\/span>
\n diminishment has simplified<\/span>
\n the aims and objects of desire,<\/span>
\n while blinder faith must still provide<\/span>
\n the mincemeat in the wooden cakes,<\/span><\/p>\n
\n For you have held your breath to peer<\/span>
\n along the shelves of depthless books<\/span>
\n lining a room where nothing’s read;<\/span>
\n and now, effortlessly giant, look<\/span>
\n up to the eaves and in at the beds.<\/span><\/p>\n
\n despite the scale of what’s at stake.<\/span>
\n Two children lie in matchbox cribs.<\/span>
\n Next door a couple, stiff as pegs,<\/span>
\n are tucked together, rib to rib,<\/span>
\n the bedsheets bound around their legs.<\/span><\/p>\n
\n Every god has asked the same,<\/span>
\n crouched at a sideboard, just in case<\/span>
\n sudden little laughter shakes<\/span>
\n a heaven like an empty house<\/span>
\n where not a plate nor day will break.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"