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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

11-24-2015

These leagues

Among whom I engine still

Incidental
Fires,

And recall
Aurora
Amidst all things,

Still give
Birch-tops
Whittled thin,

Shavings offered up to the stars,

Paved roads
Paid in debt to unapproved.

They glow,

And this scant light,
Heat,
I pour
Into the house
I find around me.

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