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River Of Stars
Left on the beach
Full of water
A worn out boat
Reflects the white sky --
Labor Pains
I am sick today,
sick in my body,
eyes wide open, silent,
O My Brother, You Must Not Die
O my young brother, I cry for you
Don't you understand you must not die!
You who were born the last of all
Command a special store of parents' love
Press My Breasts
Press my breasts,
Part the veil of mystery,
A flower blooms there,
Crimson and fragrant.
This Autumn Will End
This autumn will end.
Nothing can last forever.
Fate controls our lives.
Fondle my breasts
Not Speaking Of The Way
Not speaking of the way,
Not thinking of what comes after,
Not questioning name or fame,
Auguste's Single Strike
My lovely two-year-old Auguste,
I write this down for you:
Today, for the first time,
you struck your mother on the cheek.
I Can Give Myself To Her
I can give myself to her
In her dreams
Whispering her own poems
Black Hair
Blach hair
Tangled in a thousand strands.
Tangled my hair and
Tangled my tangled memories
In Praise Of May
May is a fancy month, a flower month,
The month of buds, the month of scents, the month of colors,
The month of poplars, marrons, plantanes,
Azaleas, tree peonies, wisteria, redbud,

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