Laughter and grief join hands. Always the heart Clumps in the breast with heavy stride; The face grows lined and wrinkled like a chart, The eyes bloodshot with tears and tide. Let the wind blow, for many a man shall die.
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But this invites the occult mind, Cancels our physics with a sneer, And spatters all we knew of denouement,Across the expedient and wicked stones.Karl Shapiro
In the tight belly of the dead, Burrow with hungry head, And inlay maggots like a jewel.
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O hideous little bat, the size of snot, With polyhedral eye and shabby clothes.
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Sunday at noon through hyaline thin air, Sees down the street, And in the camera of my eye depicts, Row-houses and row-lives Glass after glass, door after door the same.
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My soul is now her day, my day her night, So I lie down, and so I rise.
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We too are ashes as we watch and hear The psalm, the sorrow, and the simple praise, Of one whose promised thoughts of other days, Were such as ours, but now wholly destroyed, The service record of his youth wiped out, His dream dispersed by shot, must disappear.
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