little idyll
were there lambsof courseno capital for milesthe hedgerows hardlyhedged as we our sheep tended
romance
how could it not bethe fabulous conjunctionand & and & not &what destiny, lovewhat a hard time we had of itbut golden days fall outof silken purses, private
Jacket 13 - Maureen McLane - Two poems (first - Minor Literature)
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