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All things had tried to tempt me from my art
Each last year's leaf that still
Far away land
Foreign to the Land, friendly Land
High noon, the benevolent false heat of the hour
I could not take the clay
I swore my love was earthbound
I walked in the sun
Icebreaker of the morning
It was summer time then
Like a thief in the night
Look at it how you will
Love is not whole and dies as one
My schoolboy composition, write
My son, keep
On its own terms
Past words, past reason, past sense
Recollection, sense of this dream
Sixteen rectangles cut into the recent past
Sure there were stars
The windows let in the light
White armed passionless
You dare me love you
You were with your brother
