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christmas poem

candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
in all things not spoken of
lived by the river-side
these be
i think it just splendid
do you think, my boy, when i put my arms around you
up from the meadows rich with corn
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
my soul is a dark ploughed field

 



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