Spires

Lola Ridge

Spires of Grace Church,
For you the workers of the world
Travailed with the mountains…
Aborting their own dreams
Till the dream of you arose—
Beautiful, swaddled in stone—
Scorning their hands.

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• Lola Ridge : Spring
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• Lola Ridge : Thaw
• Lola Ridge : The Alley
• Lola Ridge : The Destroyer
• Lola Ridge : The Dream
• Lola Ridge : The Edge
• Lola Ridge : The Everlasting Return
• Lola Ridge : The Fiddler
• Lola Ridge : The Fire

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