Fruchtbeine sonn Poems

The night takes delight in concealing
But gives for the vision it takes
Sharpened senses of hearing and feeling
To interpret the noises it makes.
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Big friendly truck comes down the street,
Evenings;
Each one promised fifteen cents,
Salvation from the heat of day
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To everyone who loves me in the old way,
As the Judge did Andy Hardy, or like Rock and Doris Day:

If I, by virtue of the power
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A point stood lone and quiet in the dark
And Infinite Energy passed, and left a spark
From which the point took life. This was the sun.
Expanding in its self-subsuming way
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Once yesterday, in a far away too-rare kingdom I recall,
The princess fair in the new spring air was playing with her ball.
The princess knew that the ball she threw was, as all such balls, very fond
Of bouncing askew and floating to the center of the pond.
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