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funeral poem

high-born race
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
beside a stricken field
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
these be
with her hair flaying wildly
if it
the child who threw away leaf after leaf
when i returned at sunset
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
as a naked man i go
moonlight deep and tender
gloom
i am the wind that wavers

 



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