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My lady can sleep
Upon a handkerchief
Or if it be Fall
Upon a fallen leaf.
 
I have seen the hunters
kneel before her hem
Even in her sleep
She turns away from them.
 
The only gift they offer
Is their abiding grief
I pull out my pockets
For a handkerchief or leaf.

from "The Spice-Box of Earth"

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