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- Love set you going like a fat gold watch.
The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry
Took its place among the elements. (ja)
- Nights, I squat in the cornucopia
Of your left ear, out of the wind,
Counting the red stars and those of plum-color.
The sun rises under the pillar of your tongue.
My hours are married to shadow.
No longer do I listen for the scrape of a keel
On the blank stones of the landing. (ja)
- And I
Am the arrow,
The dew that flies
Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red
Eye, the cauldron of morning. (ja)
- And here you come, with a cup of tea
Wreathed in steam.
The blood jet is poetry,
There is no stopping it.
You hand me two children, two roses. (ja)
- Love set you going like a fat gold watch.
The midwife slapped your footsoles, and your bald cry
Took its place among the elements. (ja)
- Nights, I squat in the cornucopia
Of your left ear, out of the wind,
Counting the red stars and those of plum-color.
The sun rises under the pillar of your tongue.
My hours are married to shadow.
No longer do I listen for the scrape of a keel
On the blank stones of the landing. (ja)
- And I
Am the arrow,
The dew that flies
Suicidal, at one with the drive
Into the red
Eye, the cauldron of morning. (ja)
- And here you come, with a cup of tea
Wreathed in steam.
The blood jet is poetry,
There is no stopping it.
You hand me two children, two roses. (ja)
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- The Colossus and Other Poems, 1960 (ja)
- from "The Colossus", (ja)
- from Kindness, written February 1, 1963. Ariel (ja)
- from Morning Song, Ariel, 1965 (ja)
- from the poem Ariel, October 12, 1962 (ja)
- The Colossus and Other Poems, 1960 (ja)
- from "The Colossus", (ja)
- from Kindness, written February 1, 1963. Ariel (ja)
- from Morning Song, Ariel, 1965 (ja)
- from the poem Ariel, October 12, 1962 (ja)
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