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poem for dad

in may
when i was broke in london
i love my life, but not too well
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
fat black bucks in a wine-barrel room
listen to the sounding sea
love me at last, or if you will not
who will be naming the wind
and still they walked on
look back with longing eyes and know that i will follow

 



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