A pallid yellow lingers
A matter of getting all that right . . .Blurring the terrain,
Seen. What you know is only manifestIn Florida, it's strawberry season—<BR>
I might have happily lived some other childhood.Along the walls are only empty 
niches,
I've drifted somewhat from the distant heartFrom point to point of 
meaning—open? closed?—<BR>
Of tree-dividing sky finally comes down toI've drifted somewhat from the 
distant heart
Glimmering of light:XIII. The Route to the North
And he is swathed in ever-petrified dread;on their own little seat cushions, 
wearing soft caps
demonstrating their talent for comedy—strokeBetween the high and the low, in 
this night.
Wind, sleet. The branches sway,Place of absorbing snow, itself to be


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