Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

Isolate landscape. World’s grip.

The absolute, as small as a poker chip, moves off,
The absolute, as small as a poker chip, moves off,
The absolute, as small as a poker chip, moves off,
/Bright moon shining between pines./ —Charles Wright
Bright moon shining between pines.
—Charles Wright

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