Oct 5, 2011
IF ONLY I COULD NUDGE YOU FROM THIS SLEEP,
MY MAIMED DARLING, MY SKITTERY PIGEON.
OVER THIS DAMP GRAVE I SPEAK THE WORDS OF MY LOVE:
I, WITH NO RIGHTS IN THIS MATTER,
NEITHER FATHER NOR LOVER.
Theodore Roethke, from “Elegy for Jane.”
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