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Thirty-fifth Sunday, a day late, from Yosemite
Last night, fell asleep
Among pine and fir, under
Strange constellations.
Rust bark of redwoods,
Deep green of their needles, blue
Of hills, not river.
Across clear, dry sky
Single bird slowly sailing.
I don't know its name.
Among pine and fir, under
Strange constellations.
Rust bark of redwoods,
Deep green of their needles, blue
Of hills, not river.
Across clear, dry sky
Single bird slowly sailing.
I don't know its name.
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