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christmas poems

and still they walked on
my mother twines me roses wet with dew
i stood
sleep, gray brother of death
sun stepped down from his golden throne
high walls and huge
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night
under dusky laurel leaf
within my hand i hold
therefore i may not
are you awake?

 



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