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...sheep. 
Were they here last night? 
Where do they live? she wonders, 
with whom? Are they home? 
In her yard the young plum tree, 
barely taller than she, drops 
its first yellow leaf. She listens 
and hears nothing. If she rose 
and walked barefoot on the wood floor 
no one would come to lead her 
back to bed or give her 
a glass ofwater. If she 
boiled an egg it would darken 
before her eyes. The sky tires 
and turns away without a word. 
The pillow beside hers is cold, 
t...Read more of this...

...Between the cliff-rise and the beach
A slip of emerald I own;
With fig and olive, almond, peach,
cherry and plum-tree overgrown;
Glad-watered by a crystal spring
That carols through the silver night,
And populous with birds who sing
Gay madrigals for my delight.

Some merchants fain would buy my land
To build a stately pleasure dome.
Poor fools! they canno...Read more of this...

...n its own turned vase,
a taut starbust, honeyed model
of the tree's fragrance crisping in your head.

When the japanese plum tree 
was shedding in spring, we speculated
there among the drizzling petals

what kind of exquisitely precious
artistic bloom might be gendered
in a pure ethereal compost

of petals potted as they fell.
From unpetalled gun-debris
we know what is grown continually,

a tower of fabulous swish tatters,
a map hoisted upright, a crusted
riverbed with up-cou...Read more of this...

...I. THE FLOWER'S NAME

Here's the garden she walked across,
Arm in my arm, such a short while since:
Hark, now I push its wicket, the moss
Hinders the hinges and makes them wince!
She must have reached this shrub ere she turned,
As back with that murmur the wicket swung;
For she laid the poor snail, my chance foot spurned,
To feed and forget it the leaves a...Read more of this...

...Not very anxious
to bloom,
my plum tree....Read more of this...

...How I have felt that thing that's called 'to part',
and feel it still: a dark, invincible,
cruel something by which what was joined so well
is once more shown, held out, and torn apart.

In what defenceless gaze at that I've stood,
which, as it, calling to me, let me go,
stayed there, as though it were all womanhood,
yet small and white and nothing more th...Read more of this...

...Have you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
'T is a marvel of great renown!
It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop sea
In the garden of Shut-Eye Town;
The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet
(As those who have tasted it say)
That good little children have only to eat
Of that fruit to be happy next day. 
When you 've got to the tree, you would have a hard time
To capture the fruit whi...Read more of this...

...ent space cries silently,
Like you cried wide years ago
In another space, speckled by the sun
And the leaves of a green plum tree,
And you were stung
By a red wasp and we flew home.
(Run sister run—the Bugga man comes!)

Well, hell, lil sis, wasps still sting.
You are all of seventeen and as alone now
In your pain as you were with the sting
On your brow.
Well, ****. lil sis, here we are:
You and I and this poem. 
And what should I do? should I squat
In the dust and make stran...Read more of this...

...I

The first rose on my rose-tree
 Budded, bloomed, and shattered,
During sad days when to me
 Nothing mattered.

Grief of grief has drained me clean;
 Still it seems a pity
No one saw,—it must have been
 Very pretty.

 II

Let the little birds sing;
 Let the little lambs play;
Spring is here; and so 'tis spring;—
 But not in the old way!

I recall a place...Read more of this...

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