[Online] Lorna

[clay carolynn]

But snow has gathered there, has piled up,
Place of absorbing snow, itself to be
To a higher level of appearance.
In Florida, it's strawberry season—
It is as though I were at a second threshold.
XIII. The Route to the North
Allowing me to let your picture form and wake
The ordinary, wide scene which begins
Pčre and Mčre Chose could be in conversation
Oh you builders,
At San Biagio, in the most intense room
Floating on the sky.
Clear-voiced despite its years, strong, eloquent—
The ordinary, wide scene which begins
I bring down a bit of its light
It's snowing, it's returning to a town
He is harsh, dismal, ice—that is, exiled;
Left and right, and far ahead in the dusk.
I do not betray you, I still go forward,

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