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Pearl Square and Everywhere
How does light sweep
a room, from a tallow candle,
and the room remain cold?
the worn marble floor,
beneath muted statuary
O powerless
the body, in its bone and fat
in this wind
where winter meets spring
on a concrete square
in the center of town
where we sleep!
and dreams are swept
up by the nightwatchman
into his black hole
just as the lights
are beginning to be lit
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