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retirement poem

in new york harbor
i fill this cup
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
we lay
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
he'd even have his joke
could we but know
green afternoon serene and bright
to come so soon to this imagined dark
pushing out, struggling vainly
do you hear the rain?

 



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