Meeting in a Snowstorm This convergence of causal lines not given in their causality metaphysicians would call a chance event: two strangers swept by wild brooms of buzzard into the empty...
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Each Spring the Arbutus Each spring the underfoot arbutus boxed from Maine (where my great-grandfather built his merchant fleet that sailed around the Horn) came to our door; each spring from her...
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LADY OF THE GENESEE
(For the Trappist Abbey of Our Lady of the Genesee, Pifjard, N. Y.)
The moated hills monastically close in This gracious valley of her smile Who planted here of her own patrimony...
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