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Untitled Musing from November 13, 1976

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  • Untitled Musing from November 13, 1976

    There is a sadness in the throats of trees
    Cyclothymic and late
    The hourly year

    I feel touched by the old echo of words
    A little queer
    Even the fat wit of the moon lying askance
    Does not make me laugh

    Or casting out nines
    in improper rhyme
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