CANTO 40 Breeze tipping leaves
B reeze tipping leaves.
Weed-tops wave.
Tree-bark like rills
on the planets:
rippling to the night-side.
Shadows play on the tent.
The sun half-serious.
Not waiting.
Not longing.
Just taking in.
Not waiting.
Not longing.
Just letting go.
Letting in.
Hearing crow.
Flies hum,
take the sun.
Just hearing flies hum.
Letting go.
Letting in.
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