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halloween poem

the meadow was creeping
if i were very sure
sitting in his rocker waiting for your tea
with her hair flaying wildly
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea
in the sphere
in halls of sleep you wandered by
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
i saw the archangels in my apple-tree last night

 



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