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Yard Song

D. M. Spratley

Feeling worshipful of grass today.
Feeling like I ought to take a blade
or two into my mouth and chew.
I’d nearly forgotten what it is to carry the body,
one foot before the other. The roads
lined with larkspur and magnolia
because we put them there. We put most of this here—


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