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retirement poem

this is the arsenal
i am the wind that wavers
backward, turn backward
high walls and huge
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
as evening falls
candles toppling sideways in tomato cans
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
now that i have cooled to you
i have cast the world

 



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