Parading

Down Sally Cow Lane and Elsewhere

But why the last? I ask. Why not

her eyes awake that first morning, —Linda Pastan
live each day as if it were the first—
live each day as if it were the first—
all raw astonishment, Eve rubbing
all raw astonishment, Eve rubbing
her eyes awake that first morning, —Linda Pastan
her eyes awake that first morning,
—Linda Pastan

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