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  • Dec 27
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They said her sails were tattered, Would rip when by the wind battered. They threw discouragement at her. Best to stay in the harbor. They said her rigging was frayed, All grizzled and frazzled and flayed; Would part from the stress the wind made. Best to stay in the harbor. They said her mast was brittle, Would not give even a little; They said it would crack in the middle. Best to stay in the harbor. They said her hull was encrusted, Said it could never be trusted; Would be on the rocks busted. Best to stay in the harbor. But she chose her own season to sail, Praying her will would not fail, Committing her vessel so frail
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The church is empty. Silent pews of shining wood reflect the mid-afternoon light of stained-glass window. Candles flicker on the altar. Some have burned out. Have they been burning for you, Cesar, as you lie weak in your bed, your fast to focus attention on our poisoned food, now almost a month old? I search for people---where is he now? The rectory door, behind the closely trimmed hedge, is locked. I start my car. In town, at a Mexican restaurant (where I stuff my face), I learn that he is at his compound, weak, sick, thin. I follow directions and make my  way west of town to the media tent. Jesse Jackson has come and
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