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friendship poem

within my hand i hold
in the cloud-gray mornings
to what shall a woman liken her beloved
she might have known it in the earlier spring
when night drifts along the streets of the city
my soul is a dark ploughed field
sweet splendor
sun stepped down from his golden throne
have you not heard
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
along the banks
as a naked man i go
beautiful

 



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