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grandmother poem

let me move slowly through the street
but i cannot read you now
a gleam of gold in gloom and gray
we break the glass whose sacred wine
to clothe the fiery thought
they in the darkness gather and ask
star-dust and vaporous light
do not grieve that it is over
just as my fingers on these keys
burly, dozing humble-bee

 



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