And beyond, the same sound of beesAgainst this sky no longer of our
world.Beneath the snowflakes I notice façadesII. Quest and Conquestwill be
penciled on the coffeeshop menus.From point to point of meaningopen?
closed?Where lamps are lit: these, too,Père and Mère Chose could be
in conversationClear-voiced despite its years, strong, eloquentthere's a pulpy
orange-y smell from juice factories....for a few weeks, statistics won't
seemYes. The obviousThat only you and I can know. Les deuxTo a higher level of
appearance.The ordinary, wide scene which beginstrainer flips young alligators
over on their backs,Only whirled snow heaped up by whirled snow,What I have in
my hands, these flowers, these shadows,My keyhole blows a gale
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