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NETS I CANNOT PASS

 

As far as sensual hindrance will allow

      the room is still.

Shapes along the fender go.

      An evening tincture falls.

... 

   

(For full text see the Kindle ebook The Nature of Things (Collected Poems) by Alan Marshfield)

   

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