BLACK SUN Black Sun, 1962 Healing Stone At this end of the village the stars are myriad tending fires -- a frightened sister an ailing wife. I will carry hot soup to my mother. Oh mother, drink this soup, it will make you feel better. I see faces, tending fires under one sky this small village.

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