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Retreating Wind

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When I made you, I loved you.
Now I pity you.

I gave you all you needed:
bed of earth, blanket of blue air--

As I get further away from you
I see you more clearly.
Your souls should have been immense by now,
not what they are,

small talking things--
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P A Noushad 16 October 2020

Nicely written verses dear friend Louise Gluck.

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Colleen Courtney 14 May 2014

Enjoyed this poem. Interesting.

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