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baby shower poem

i shake my hair in the wind of morning
melancholy, blue it was
white foam flower, red flame flower
their beautiful hair
come down at dawn from windless hills
night was black and drear
sun and wind and beat of sea
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
from our hidden places
this is the ship of pearl
therefore i may not
gingham dog and the calico cat
when a deed is done for freedom
along a river-side

 



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