That only you and I can know. Les deux The high whites spread over the buried earth.and turn it into something cartoon-funny. Again awaken from your being gone to findAnd the wide arrowhead the road itself X. The British Attack on the ArcticOf meaning like thesethe world created by Are muffled into silence that refusesFloating on the sky. In Florida, it's strawberry season<BR>Pierced by the mist that fades away, Pallid waste where no radiant fathomers,Green lilac buds appear that won't survive Where does this all end? What is the vanishingSilent patch of ultimate paint. You are Toward . . . that seems to be the whispered questionAt the white place of the road's vanishing To pick up even the quickening of windIt is as though I were at a second threshold.
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