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thanksgiving poem

from song and dream for ever gone
have you not heard
the little pitiful, worn, laughing faces
in new york harbor
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
white foam flower, red flame flower
out of the sparkling sea
i saw you hunched and shivering on the stones
tell me less or tell me more
i saw with open eyes
when sea-winds pierced our solitudes

 



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