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But it, where the bird leaves behind All sympathy: leaves The man who, for twenty lines Ofa new poem, thought he would not be shut From those wings: believed He could be going. I speak to you from where I was shook off: I say again, shook Like this, the words I had When I could not spread: When that bird rose Without my shoulders: Leave my unstretched weight, My sympathy grovelling In weeds and nothing, and go up from the human downbeat in my hand. Go up without anything Ofme in your wings, but remember me in your feet As you fold them. The higher rock is The more it lives. Where you take hold, f will take That stand in my mind, rock bird alive with the spiritlife ofheight, on my down-thousands Offathoms, classic Claw-stone, everything under. GilaBend Where aerial gunnery was, you think at first a cadaver On foot might get through Forty years after. Shots ofspace pelter back Offthe dead bullets; walking, you should brand, brand The ground but you don't: you leave Not a thing moving on a sand mountain Smashed flat by something that didn't know The Eagle's Mile / 432 What else to do. This silver small-stone heat No man can cross; no man could get To his feet, even to rise face-out Full-force from the grave, where the sun is down on him Alone, harder than resurrection Is up: down harder harder Much harder than that. Circuit Beaches; it is true: they go on on And on, but as they ram and pack, foreseeing Around a curve, always slow-going headlong For the circle swerving from water But not really, their minds on a perfect connection, no matter How long it takes. You can't be On them without making the choice To meet yourselfno matter How long. Don't be afraid; It will come will hit you Straight out ofthe wind, on wings or not, Where you have blanked yourself Still with your feet. It may be raining In twilight, a sensitive stripping Of arrow-feathers, a lost trajectory struck Stock-stilling through them, or where you cannot tell Ifthe earth is green or red, Basically, or ifthe rock with your feet on it Circuit / 433 ...

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