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Village Marriage Day

With a long fine cloud
She wandered slowly away
Across the yellow mouth of morning
Through another gate-head
Where the withered maize-stems made
Leaves for folded dolls.

The backyard
Should be smeared this year.
She approaches her father
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Lorene Kinsey 29 May 2008
That brought chills. Certainly not a ceremony like any I have ever heard or known, but how fascinating that in another place in the world, this is a common day.
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