Poem: “The Nazareth Mines”

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The
Nazareth
Mines

When Rome was
Of the world –
And Master Moon
Was free –

And Mistress Midnight
Bedizened –
In show-star
Finery.

A tiny sparkle
Caught,
Miss Mistress Midnight’s
Eye –

And captured Master
Moon,
Who paled
And gasped a sigh –

But Rome, still
Of the world,
Had doctors observe
Ceiling signs –

And missed the Immaculate
Diamond –
Debouching from
Nazareth mines.

Hilary M. Flanery

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