Parading

And I shall stand here like a shadow

My eyes on the yellow dust, that was lifting in the wind,
Under the great balanced day,
Under the great balanced day,
My eyes on the yellow dust, that was lifting in the wind,
My eyes on the yellow dust, that was lifting in the wind,
And does not drift away. —Louise Bogan
And does not drift away.
—Louise Bogan

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