More beautiful than anything in this world.
Escapees from the cold work of living,
watching calisthenics from the grandstands.
One flash of eye, or blow one clarion-blast;
Appendices
That only you and I can know. Les deux
And all at once it is the meadow I walked in at ten,
Empty streets I come upon by chance,
And half-starved foxes shake and paw
That square�Oh, 56 x 56
But snow has gathered there, has piled up,
The bees are buzzing,
the foul pole relaxes. She's raged all afternoon
Scrawny wolves, and you,
The winter road from the St. Simeon farm
Stars, the last day, endless and centerless,
Your red cheeks radiant against the wind,
Billows the fog, cloaks
A salamander scuttles across the quiet
Escapees from the cold work of living,
watching calisthenics from the grandstands.
One flash of eye, or blow one clarion-blast;
Appendices
That only you and I can know. Les deux
And all at once it is the meadow I walked in at ten,
Empty streets I come upon by chance,
And half-starved foxes shake and paw
That square�Oh, 56 x 56
But snow has gathered there, has piled up,
The bees are buzzing,
the foul pole relaxes. She's raged all afternoon
Scrawny wolves, and you,
The winter road from the St. Simeon farm
Stars, the last day, endless and centerless,
Your red cheeks radiant against the wind,
Billows the fog, cloaks
A salamander scuttles across the quiet
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