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Saturday, October 1, 2011

a sort of bloom on them

Carry

The dog barks, the caravan passes on.
The words had a sort of bloom on them
But were weightless, carrying past what was being said.


"Grand Galop," John Ashbery

[California Avenue west of Chicago Avenue]
Posted by Ray Pride at 10/01/2011 03:19:00 PM
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