Shaker Cemeterya new poemJoseph MasseyMay 12, 2026512ShareText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedShaker Cemetery If not for the few stones cracked into arrowheads and stumps, the symmetry would signal the eternal. After two-hundred years— two-hundred winters— what names and dates remain are faint indentations the light can barely pronounce.
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