In Winter Haven, the ballplayers are stretching
Palladio who beckons from the other shore,
Dismal, endless plain—
The surge of swirling wind defines
Pallid waste where no radiant fathomers,
Stars, the last day, endless and centerless,
Out of the picture of life, as it were, out
Unreadable from behind—they are well down
Appendices
Cuts out of its width (81). Unfair
will be penciled on the coffeeshop menus.
To run, as in the time of the bee, seeking
Beyond ice floe and berg and ice-bound sea,
II. Quest and Conquest
I bring down a bit of its light
snoozing. A schoolgirl on vacation gapes,
Out of the picture of life, as it were, out
II. Quest and Conquest
Absurdly, my eyes can only see the arc
Palladio who beckons from the other shore,
Dismal, endless plain—
The surge of swirling wind defines
Pallid waste where no radiant fathomers,
Stars, the last day, endless and centerless,
Out of the picture of life, as it were, out
Unreadable from behind—they are well down
Appendices
Cuts out of its width (81). Unfair
will be penciled on the coffeeshop menus.
To run, as in the time of the bee, seeking
Beyond ice floe and berg and ice-bound sea,
II. Quest and Conquest
I bring down a bit of its light
snoozing. A schoolgirl on vacation gapes,
Out of the picture of life, as it were, out
II. Quest and Conquest
Absurdly, my eyes can only see the arc
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