Nets to Catch the Wind

<h3> <SPAN name="sanctuary"></SPAN> SANCTUARY<br/> </h3> <p class="poem"> This is the bricklayer; hear the thud<br/> Of his heavy load dumped down on stone.<br/> His lustrous bricks are brighter than blood,<br/> His smoking mortar whiter than bone.<br/></p> <p class="poem"> Set each sharp-edged, fire-bitten brick<br/> Straight by the plumb-line's shivering length;<br/> Make my marvelous wall so thick<br/> Dead nor living may shake its strength.<br/></p> <p class="poem"> Full as a crystal cup with drink<br/> Is my cell with dreams, and quiet, and cool....<br/> Stop, old man! You must leave a chink;<br/> How can I breathe? _You can't, you fool!_<br/></p> <p><br/><br/><br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />