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CIRCLE
It
wasn't just a dream
That brought me to your door.
I was like a ship
That's lost at sea
Searching for the shore.
Furthermore,
I need your love
For evermore,
' Cause I'm like a circle
That never quite closes
Without you.
I WILL NOT TRY THE WIND
I
will not try the wind,
Though stars, like seasonal berries,
Bunch to evenings end stem,
And the heron rushes
Crying to break monotonous evening fallen.
Over the breakers breathless child's folly does not reach.
Clock hours cock the bird for wooden psalm.
I heed the shadow hour who walks me to night,
Who leaves,
And
I will not try the wind.
I will not try the wind,
Though the billowy breeze
Lays down it's gentle head
Upon the dusty pillow
Of the sleeping Kansas plain,
Where I am alone lying.
Nor until I am with you again
On some distant Atlantic coast
Where we've never met,
Once upon a time.
( Our past a persistent ghost
Of what we always hoped it could have been.)
Nor until my life, in high trajectory,
Lands softly beside you
On a velvet green.
And with masterful backspin,
Holds----
Onto you.
I will not try the wind
When sailing ships,
One by one,
Take you away forever in my dreams.
To Kingston,
And Boston,
And Cambridge,
While I am moored in sand, and dust, and clay.
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