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SEVEN POEMS


IV


when god lets my body be
From each brave eye shall sprout a treefruit that dangles therefrom
the purpled world will dance uponBetween my lips which did sing
a rose shall beget the springthat maidens whom passion wastes
will lay between their little breastsMy strong fingers beneath the snow
Into strenuous birds shall gomy love walking in the grass
their wings will touch with her faceand all the while shall my heart be
With the bulge and nuzzle of the sea


V

why did you golittle fourpaws?you forgot to shutyour big eyes.
where did you go?like little kittensare all the leaveswhich open in the rain.
little kittens whoare called spring,is what we strokemaybe asleep?