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thanksgiving poem

long ago, in the young moonlight
there is no escape by the river
she was a beauty in the days
when i returned at sunset
gone are the three, those sisters rare
in the dark and peace of my final bed
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
very well, you liberals
up to her chamber window
among the mountains i wandered
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges

 



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