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Myselftosetfoot
Thatsecond
Inthestillsleepingtownandsetforth.
Mybirthdaybeganwiththewater-
Birdsandthebirdsofthewingedtreesflyingmyname
Abovethefarmsandthewhitehorses
AndIrose
Inrainyautumn
Andwalkedabroadinashowerofallmydays.
HightideandtheherondivedwhenItooktheroad
Overtheborder
Andthegates
Ofthetownclosedasthetownawoke.
Aspringfuloflarksinarolling
Cloudandtheroadsidebushesbrimmingwithwhistling
BlackbirdsandthesunofOctober
Summery
Onthehill’sshoulder，
Herewerefondclimatesandsweetsingerssuddenly
ComeinthemorningwhereIwanderedandlistened
Totherainwringing
Windblowcold
Inthewoodfarawayunderme.
Palerainoverthedwindlingharbour
Andovertheseawetchurchthesizeofasnail
Withitshornsthroughmistandthecastle
Brownasowls
Butallthegardens
Ofspringandsummerwerebloominginthetalltales
Beyondtheborderandunderthelarkfullcloud.
TherecouldImarvel
Mybirthday
Awaybuttheweatherturnedaround.
Itturnedawayfromtheblithecountry
Anddowntheotherairandthebluealteredsky
Streamedagainawonderofsummer
Withapples
Pearsandredcurrants
AndIsawintheturningsoclearlyachild’s
Forgottenmorningswhenhewalkedwithhismother
Throughtheparables
Ofsunlight
Andthelegendsofthegreenchapels
Andthetwicetoldfieldsofinfancy
Thathistearsburnedmycheeksandhisheartmovedinmine.
Thesewerethewoodstheriverandsea
Whereaboy
Inthelistening
Summertimeofthedeadwhisperedthetruthofhisjoy
Tothetreesandthestonesandthefishinthetide.
Andthemystery
Sangalive
Stillinthewaterandsingingbirds.
AndtherecouldImarvelmybirthday
Awaybuttheweatherturnedaround.Andthetrue
Joyofthelongdeadchildsangburning
Inthesun.
Itwasmythirtieth