Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

Milk blue from its moon, the sky

repeats itself with a handful of changes,
repeats itself with a handful of changes,
repeats itself with a handful of changes,
using the bare branch as its accessory. —Christine Gosnay
using the bare branch as its accessory.
—Christine Gosnay

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