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pumpkin poem

i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
daughter, thou art come to die
i stood
sweet with fern and rose
little gate was reached at last
i made a vow once, one only
there by the window in the old house
the sun is up
she burst fierce wine
these be
in an old chamber softly lit
rocked in the cradle of the deep

 



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