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Fox Glacier The Tourist: Blue plough bones High eye socket Soot rock gristle Be with me Be with me Be with me Never be not with us Fox The Glacier: My gentle coming: fall I am with you my Gold-pan My sieved and sieving brow Most wanted: Favorite: Wanted and needed and loved: Diaspora. Lindis Pass, Borage in memory of Patricia Walsh Mary when you swam up (in reality rose, assumed) to feed on bliss: that rounder reality: you left your dress blue borage like a painted dress permanent violet cobalt ultramarine and white lighting this chainlink gate; open for Pat: ten children, emphysema, dead at forty: “Too good for this world.” the river at wolf 199 ...

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