Blocks of air that stand
Mornings, marble-cool
Jolt with what twitters.
In hacking down on
The formless quiets
No crass tool is her's!
Bee-chipped, and motley
Worked of what stringent
Concord of intent!
Ear, pressed delicate
To them wakes; nor with
A bad discontent!
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