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in his head
the harvest already planted.
A cold wind ruffles the water
among the browned weeds.
On all sides
the world rolls coldly away:
black orchards
darkened by the March clouds—
leaving room for thought.
Down past the brushwood
bristling by
the rainsluiced wagonroad
looms the artist figure of
the farmer—composing
—antagonist

IV

The Easter stars are shining
above lights that are flashing—
coronal of the black—
coronal of the black—Nobody
to say it—
to say it—Nobody to say: pinholes
Thither I would carry her
among the lights—
Burst it asunder

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