Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

slowing at pools of light under the trees,

or what they meant to find as I with you,
impelled to certain roads, bemused at flowers,
impelled to certain roads, bemused at flowers,
as little knowing what a place should mean
as little knowing what a place should mean
or what they meant to find as I with you,
or what they meant to find as I with you,
still sleeping, mute to me, or, waking now,
still sleeping, mute to me, or, waking now,
awake to some desire not my desire —William Bronk
awake to some desire not my desire
—William Bronk

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