There were grimoires to ensnare me -
The Zohar beckoned -
Across the street, beggars shared wine -
They stroked their tangled beards -
I read the first page of The Mystic Qabalah -
I lost track of time -
The afternoon darkened -
The beggars waited for the moon -
11 January 2022
Labyrinth Books
Glastonbury
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