Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

one wants in the end just once to befriend

one’s own loneliness,
one’s own loneliness,
one’s own loneliness,
to make of the ache of inwardness—
to make of the ache of inwardness—
something, —Christian Wiman
something,
—Christian Wiman

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