Parading

It was there before me, a small star white at my feet.

We watched it while it brightened as though it
We watched it while it brightened as though it
We watched it while it brightened as though it
were breathed on and burning,
were breathed on and burning,
This tiny creature moving over earth’s floor—
This tiny creature moving over earth’s floor—
“ ‘L’amor che move il sole e l’altre stelle,’ ” —Sara Teasdale
“ ‘L’amor che move il sole e l’altre stelle,’ ”
—Sara Teasdale

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