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mother daughter poem

suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways
soft as the bed in the earth
the meadow was creeping
wheel me down by the meadow
therefore i may not
if i had known how narrow a prison is love
made up of loveliness alone
they may talk of love in a cottage
they ask me where i've been
how like the stars are these white, nameless faces
i saw god. do you doubt it?
for truth, for love
beautiful, tragical faces
that strange companion came on shuffling feet

 



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