[KJ] Sara

["nariko gael" <aggibrock@caribbeanism.com>]

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I seek, above all, in the wandering
Green lilac buds appear that won't survive
Sought to contrive, intending to express
Yes. You'd want that said, (if you
Not so much of place as of renewed hope,
Left and right, and far ahead in the dusk.
Escapees from the cold work of living,
and chaste, lovely as lakes to the retired men
Only a fox whose den I cannot find.
And melt the spirit; his mouth will distend
Covering the land-
they sit with their wives all day in the sun,
Not so much of place as of renewed hope,
They move against, or through, or by, or toward.
Hoarfrost is in his bones and on his head,
Of too much truth to do much more than lie
I. Further Exploration of Spitsbergen
Bronze the sky, with no
Unreadable from behind-they are well down


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