Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

None of your blustering entrances

or exits, doors swinging wildly
or exits, doors swinging wildly
or exits, doors swinging wildly
on their hinges, or your huge unconscious
on their hinges, or your huge unconscious
sighs when you read something sad, —Jane Kenyon
sighs when you read something sad,
—Jane Kenyon

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