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father poem

when i was a boy at college
splendid and terrible your love
these be
from floor to ceiling
the air is full of dawn and spring
it was a tall young oysterman
dear wife
one with you
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
in the sphere
my soul goes clad in gorgeous things
will you glimmer on the sea?
my sorrow, when she's here with me

 



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