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  • Duck At Haldon Ponds
    At evening watches the duck
    slow feeding the waterline.

    Praises the duck. Such a fine ...
  • In The Next Street
    thereâ??s only ever one argument: his,
    bawling out whoever punctuates
    the brief intervals his cussing
    | interrupts, something unheard, reason perhaps. ...
  • Encounter At St. Martin's
    I tell a wanderer's tale, the same
    I began long ago, a boy in a barn,
    I am always lost in it. THe place
    is always strange to me. In my pocket ...
  • The Window Of Vulnerability
    Sure today it could come in a fast plane
    named perhaps for the pilot's mother,
    the city ends in a smear in the road
    and that in a child's shoe. No one ...
  • Train
    After Max Ernst's 'Europe after the Rain'

    In the dark
    each sits alone...
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Dark 4 Never 4 Woman 4 Attention 3 Silence 3 Place 3 Rain 3 Evening 3 Fast 3 Home 3


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Gab__la: • serie • dickinson season 2 (2021) dir. silas howard, rachael holder, keith powell, heather jack, ken greller & alena smith
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In A Copy Of Browning
 by Bliss Carman and Richard Hovey

Browning, old fellow,
Your leaves grow yellow,
Beginning to mellow
As seasons pass.
Your cover is wrinkled,
And stained and sprinkled,
And warped and crinkled
From sleep on the grass.
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