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That torture called by men delight / touches her no more. / So calm she looked, half smiling: Heaven? / No, restore / my matter, free from motion, / to the soil's roar. (111)
— Feb 28, 2016 08:10PM
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As I paint the street
I melt the houses
to point up the turreted cupola
I make hoopla
of the low tavern's neon cross--
very like a cross from here--
I honor the huge blue distant dome
valid somehow to the fellow falling high (198)
— Mar 09, 2016 08:09PM
I melt the houses
to point up the turreted cupola
I make hoopla
of the low tavern's neon cross--
very like a cross from here--
I honor the huge blue distant dome
valid somehow to the fellow falling high (198)
