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May Day

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They go, the early flags, the gory maples—
So too the daffodils & Lenten roses.
Other petals swirl and nights warm.

Buds thicken and cast shadows:
In a thunderstorm
I almost forget the ice that was.

Narcissi suckle watery paths;
Meadows heap up emerald masses.
How green and I want to delight

Except this undertow—it pulls so fast
Passing before I recognise it—
Like souls in Dante who can’t see the present,

White lilacs curdle in pre-summer heat.
The parade I barely noticed was beginning
Is already halfway down the street.

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