Parading

With eyes whetted for extinction; then swirling

Outward again, outward and upward through the sky's
Outward again, outward and upward through the sky’s
White-hot funnel. Again and again among the dry
White-hot funnel. Again and again among the dry
Wailing voices of displaced Yankee ghosts —Hayden Carruth
Wailing voices of displaced Yankee ghosts
—Hayden Carruth

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