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For Ian Gold – 2 by Holderlin

RIPENED THE FRUIT… Ripened the fruit, in fire cast, baked And tried on the earth, and it is the law That all go back into it, like snakes, Prophetic, dreaming on The hills of the heavens. And there is so … Continue reading

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