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Category: Poems

Poem I: Harp, Broom, Reliquary

… Naked came I to this room Involuntary Around me stand the harp and broom And reliquary … Passersby perform the Parting Lie Around my window Berries blush their bluest in the shadow Of the bottle-fly Iward some daft light I know not darts between The bulbous glow and foul insectuous sheen … Why I know not nor to Whom Naked came I to this room; Naked fell I to the floor No one bade me Shut The Door