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From: "bryna simonne" <[email-masked]>
Date: Wed, 21 Feb 2007 21:30:51 +0900

and the Splendid Splinter. For a few dreamy dollars,
Left and right, and far ahead in the dusk.
That only you and I can know. Les deux
Pallid waste where no radiant fathomers,
XIII. The Route to the North
Through the back of the picture at the patch of white
What can we know of whatever picture-plane
It's snowing, it's returning to a town
The form sought for centuries by
Never does any motion, sound, or light
Life, or only joy, that stands out
Through the back of the picture at the patch of white
To listen, by the sputtering, smoking fire,
XVI. Laying a Ghost: The Jeannette and the Fram
At these masses the snow hides from me.
He never even dreams, being sheer snow;
"Be off!" say Winter's snows;
Upon from the right by far trees, that white place
Toward . . . that seems to be the whispered question