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How we both have grown
And how the changes felt so slow
Another season past
And no one turned the hour glass

In the sand it’s been as dry as years
Couldn’t you at least have spared some tears?

Afternoons are still
In the kitchen with time to kill
Have you learned my name?
I take my pen and try again

Compose a flower at the window pane
With all the poison I have in my veins:

Oleander
You are the lover
I am the writer

When there was love to waste
You kept your distance, you kept the pace
What has got you now?
You drag your heart heavy as a plough

In the field you’ve sown
A love affair’s yield
And nothing grown, but

Oleander
You are heartbroken
I am the lover

The heaven’s course
The starry wheel
To know what changes
You must remain still

When love is laid to waste
And poverty has broadened your taste
A song in everything
Prayers of patience tell me what to bring to my lover in the window

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from Burden of Belief, released May 8, 2023

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Hugh Christopher Brown Ontario

songwriter, organist and pianist, clavinetist, what-is- necessaryist, to translate loveist, HCB makes music on Wolfe Island, in New York City and many other places. Founder of the pros and cons program producing music in prisons.

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