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5 And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
6 Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
7 There midnight is all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
8 And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
2 To the landscape.
8 Talk to me Huracan
9 Talk to me Oya
10 Talk to me Shango
11 And Hattie,
14 An English coast?
16 Of old tongues
17 Reaping havoc
18 In new places?
21 Circuit us
22 Into further darkness?
9 Oyster-studded roots
10 of the mangroves yield no finer feast
11 of silver-bellied eels, and sea-snails
12 cooked in a rusty can
23 Friend,
24 in this drear
25 dreamless time I clasp
26 your hand if only for reassurance
27 that all our jeweled fantasies were
28 real and wore splendid rags.