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death poem

the ships are lying in the bay
in the cloud-gray mornings
it was many and many a year ago
blossoms of babies
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
why are the things that have no death
i said
just now
a thin gray shadow on the edge of thought
like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon
sweet splendor
the air is like a butterfly

 



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