All night a door floated down the river.
It tried to remember little incidents of pleasure
from its former life, like the time the lovers
...
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I like this poem a lot, but I'm pretty sure it's not by the Puritan poet Edward Taylor, but instead by 20th Century poet James Tate, from his book 1994 Worshipful Company of Fletchers.
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I like this poem a lot, but I'm pretty sure it's not by the Puritan poet Edward Taylor, but instead by 20th Century poet James Tate, from his book 1994 Worshipful Company of Fletchers.