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after Rilke
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after Rilke Closed up like a mouth after a cry the white house has its blinds all drawn. Out on the sundial, a peacock lies, causing mid-day hours to be gone. The roses will lose themselves tonight, too full of petalling, in gentle agonies. My child, my friend, do not refuse the sight: for death gives life its clarities. This page intentionally left blank ...