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From: "Deborah Murdock" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sun, 18 Mar 2007 04:58:46 -0900

IX. After the Great Northern ExpeditionCalling me to you with wild gesturingsDown the long course of the gray slush of thingsMore beautiful than anything in this world.I might have happily lived some other childhood.Green lilac buds appear that won't surviveAnd then I go on until I am beneath an archway,Partly stone, partly the absence of stone,This perfection, this absence.From which, thanks to symmetry,It is as though I were at a second threshold.Or by the loud hand of painting, always puts.He terrifies the Vast, he seems so wild;Although December's frost killed the winter crop,Away, my songs, must we goStars, the last day, endless and centerless,But what I am looking at is hardened snow,Dismal, endless plain<br>I bring down a bit of its light