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genesis-27039	Lucy, Daniel	Progressions	2023	1	.pdf	application/pdf	167	4	55	I heard The morning moon without looking, Saw trees seeming flat Against the hillsides, veins In loam, august arteries, under This puckered sun, patches Of capillaries, leaves; Far away childs are making laughter, Spun slowly as though from A laughter gin; I feel The toothless path of morning Without putting out my hand To find its wind; I stand, pan the river with a look As hungry as the eyes of taxidermied Owls; I make home wherever evening settles; I make my way home hopefully. So like the old ones Held in porchswing pendulums Swinging through the precious summer nights, Striking the hours with sighs.	cache/genesis-27039.pdf	txt/genesis-27039.txt