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thanksgiving poem

birds against the april wind
with her hair flaying wildly
which keeps
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
have you heard
there was never a sound beside the wood but one
were it not for that singular smell
love has been sung a thousand ways

 



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