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Adam and Eve: Poem on Folded Paper We dream of saving what cannot Can’t touch through this glass pane Pain that cuts the green world down Down, derry down with my true love Loving the one human voice we heard Heard myself answer in a dream Dream now, Adam, and wake to find no world The world’s a dance of spiders against this pane And pain is their condition. Dream Barker We met for supper in your flat-bottomed boat. I got there first: in a white dress: I remember Wondering if you’d come. Then you shot over the bank, A Virgilian Nigger Jim, and poled us off To a little sea-food barker’s cave you knew. What’ll you have? you said. Eels hung down, Bamboozled claws hung up from the crackling weeds. The light was all behind us. To one side In a dish of ice was a shell shaped like a sand-dollar But worked with Byzantine blue and gold. What’s that? dream barker 71 ...

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