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funeral poem

to come so soon to this imagined dark
with her hair flaying wildly
never in all my life
sweet with fern and rose
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
what spiteful chance steals unawares
who loves the rain
softly now the light of day
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
a mile behind
beautiful
desolate and lone

 



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