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From: "evvy lisha" <[email-masked]>
Date: Sat, 24 Feb 2007 07:49:43 +0900

With its lament, it often sounds, instead,
And all at once it is the meadow I walked in at ten,
and the numbed yards will go back undercover.
IX. After the Great Northern Expedition
I. Further Exploration of Spitsbergen
To pick up even the quickening of wind
Silent patch of ultimate paint. You are
This perfection, this absence.
In the sound of the snow. What the countless
Set on that tomb in the eternal night;
End of the comedy.
The flakes which have stolen onto the flagstones
To follow in the path of their brief blossoming
Will hear the storm-blast of his clarion.
Between the high and the low, in this night.
Silent patch of ultimate paint. You are
I know,
A salamander scuttles across the quiet
VI. Smeerenburg and the Whale-Oil Rush