"The World is not something to
look at, it is something to be in."
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Long after you have swung back
away from me
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Two girls discover
the secret of life
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Since I stroll in the woods more often
than on this frequented path, it's usually
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This is the year the old ones,
the old great ones
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There's in my mind a woman
of innocence, unadorned but
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When I found the door
I found the vine leaves
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An old man whose black face
shines golden-brown as wet pebbles
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Intricate and untraceable
weaving and interweaving,
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As you read, a white bear leisurely
pees, dyeing the snow
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Innocent decision: to enjoy.
And the pathos
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I was welcomed here—clear gold
of late summer, of opening autumn,
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The ache of marriage:
thigh and tongue, beloved,
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After I had cut off my hands
and grown new ones
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A certain day became a presence to me;
there it was, confronting me—a sky, air, light:
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"I am a landscape," he said.
"a landscape and a person walking in that landscape.
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Brilliant, this day – a young virtuoso of a day.
Morning shadow cut by sharpest scissors,
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O Eros, silently smiling one, hear me.
Let the shadow of thy wings
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High, hollowed in green
above the rocks of reason
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Ah, Grief, I should not treat you
like a homeless dog
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Turn from that road's beguiling ease; return
to your hunger's turret. Enter, climb the stair
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Some people,
no matter what you give them,
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Green Snake, when I hung you round my neck
and stroked your cold, pulsing throat
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Let me be at the place of the castle.
Let the castle be within me.
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Not the moon. A flower
on the other side of the water.
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Rose Red's hair is brown as fur
and shines in firelight as she prepares
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It's when we face for a moment
the worst our kind can do, and shudder to know
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I like to find
what's not found
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As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
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Rain-diamonds, this winter morning, embellish the tangle of unpruned pear-tree twigs; each solitaire, placed, it appearrs, with considered judgement, bears the
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