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as i lie roofed in, screened in
not from the whole wide world
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
softly now the light of day
i am a woman
with the meek, brown eyes
the sky
sweet with fern and rose
and how could you dream of meeting
the darkness steals the forms of all the queens
soft as the bed in the earth
earth travails
there were three in the meadow by the brook

 



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