RAISING THE EYES THAT HIGH Looking westward through the porch screen, White light from the full moon shivers On snow crust, on glaze over fields. The silvered-seconds, the whited-minutes, The...
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Daniel James Sundahl Sketch of a Young Woman Picking Fruit
Standing on a ladder thinking She must not fall even if the best Hang far out along a thin branch.
She lifts herself up another rung,
Her...
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