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I will be back...

Bronze fruit.

turn the deer into a flicker of a promised otherwise.

Campo de' Fiori

Stars did not know where they belonged

a willow leaf carried in the quivering wind.

the moon moves over the field of dark

Under pylons, in a flooded field.

glare. Distance was blown away.

through a river’s gliding skin.

dark in the sun-dazzle floating

In the wide pathless desert of dim sleep,

Of starry ice

Upon a wintry bough

Art thou pale for weariness

Angels of rain and lightning

Can Sunday.