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Parading
Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere
About
in the desert, nothing but nebulae
August 4, 2015
I come into the peace of wild things
August 3, 2015
Consider Tanguy whose lunar responses to childhood
August 2, 2015
Like incense comes to me
August 1, 2015
I was a god in that body.
August 1, 2015
Perhaps I made those flowers in my head,
July 30, 2015
But the dazzle above, enclosing
July 29, 2015
Come out into the open, into a clearing,
July 28, 2015
And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy,
July 27, 2015
summer leaned in the doorway
July 27, 2015
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