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WINGS
They all presage for me
Signal calamity -
Deep etched lines that fall from Saturn’s mount,
Crabbed islands on wavering lines of fate,
A mole on the southwest corner of the palm,
I stay calm
For I
Have seen the rising sun lave snowy peaks,
Seen ditchwater drowning dreaded kings,
Hunted with the hoary hounds of hell,
And through these all have seen my poems take wings
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