(7 February 1914 - 17 November 1997 / Brooklyn/ New York)

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An Ecology

We drop in the evening like dew
upon the ground and the living
feel it on their faces. Death
soft, moist everywhere upon us,
soon to cover the living
as they drop. This explains
the ocean and the sun.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, March 14, 2012


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