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fall poem

never in all my life
the meadow was creeping
little gate was reached at last
the earth keeps some vibration going
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
see, they return
the arches of the red bridge
the long resounding marble corridors
on and on
there by the window in the old house

 



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