James McLain Poems

I cannot control such is all of that, wind
and only by the lips from which it sings
and singing as it does and still it yet
brings forth the foam in which i stand
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Your other side infused, ' refused from the pupil,
and your father of your green moss was obtained
thereof from your mother.
But where you were impressed, 'pursuit to each personality
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You have too ask me why, as you so long,
but deep as she, 'the open roaring sea
and consolations, 'where there is song
and Brought up by you/you comb my hair
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Bored and even then quite small, so near all of them,
I tuned out the Latin, 'mumbled jumbo then wee
and it was only then,
Precocious a boy, 'I articulated to the priest, that all the girls
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Bored and even then quite small, come nearer to thee, 'us, them.
I tuned out the Latin, 'mumbled jumbo to them, me being wee
and it was a revelation only then,
Precocious a boy, 'I articulated to the priest, that the girls
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You have too ask me why, as you so long,
but deep as she, 'the open roaring sea
and consolations, 'where there is song
and Brought up by you/you comb my hair
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One window is, it there?
Where I am small;
The empty sea;
Me, now each the parting, parts.
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I know 'dear' i as well am trying.
You thus it needed, inside it being.
and you have tried, very hard as well.
Pushing out
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Only to her that one, that only one
the one of whom there is but one is he
and no man has made this speech.
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OTHERS come by me
but always, 'I take my leave
wishing like, some sunny day the wind
and sand is always constant in this state
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