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Poem

I saw a bride splendid in white garments
I saw a woman with one hundred children 
The children plump and firm within her arms,
But some fell down or strangers took and ate them

Poem

Now we're up on the edge

and over, on the mountain

with mountains beyond. Behind us,

            in the dark

of the valley, villages are embers

Poem

There is a place (believe me,

            she said) where if, if

                          you go beyond

the street lights, to the lane's end,

Poem

                   ...not white like the snow

 

more moon-panther or silvery cloud-cat

with her ripple-patterns melting as (oh,

 

but she's beautiful) you stare

Poem

This is the kingdom of the Water Bear.

To enter here, you have to shrink

and slow down, down. A day

is one tick of the clock, one blink

 

Poem

This morning I've got too much energy
much too much for geography

I'm in a high mood
so class don't think me crude
but you can stuff latitude and longitude