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Precis 3
So the ridge-winds speed the old leaves
up to us. So it will be cold again
and damp enough for burning / for keeping
touch and company -- trusting
the ends of cold / the squirrels proving
the feeders squirrel-proof -- wise
to the masking glow -- wise
to the game
and hands made light
with the trick-
shuffling.
We're keeping touch and company. And
are re-gathered
wondering -- having worn out the jeans
/ having paid bills through
we knew we had to pay on -- amazed
in these gladdened notes -- and --
meeting after meeting -- composing
such weekends now -- such
lives as weekends will acquaint
and re-acquaint
/ keeping touch and
company.
And waking in glacial light. And come --
in the swede-blue gazing
home -- as asked -- and more than ever
home Elizabeth -- and every
step's worth full -- and every step oasising
where two would be glad
/ spared for -- made for and in
and by the sway
of their good humor -- where two
in the sudden
once -- are become and more
than two had ever dreamed of --
a radiance -- flecked
with radiance -- moved
through this year
and more
of meeting after
meeting.
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