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Smoke and Steel

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BROKEN-FACE GARGOYLES

All I can give you is broken-face gargoyles.
It is too early to sing and dance at funerals,

Though I can whisper to you I am looking for an undertaker humming a lullaby and throwing his feet in a swift and mystic buck-and-wing, now you see it and now you don't.

Fish to swim a pool in your garden flashing a speckled silver,

A basket of wine-saps filling your room with flame-dark for your eyes and the tang of valley orchards for your nose,

Such a beautiful pail of fish, such a beautiful peck of apples, I cannot bring you now.

It is too early and I am not footloose yet.
I shall come in the night when I come with a hammer and saw.

I shall come near your window, where you look out when your eyes open in the morning,

And there I shall slam together bird-houses and birdbaths for wing-loose wrens and hummers to live in, birds with yellow wing tips to blur and buzz soft all summer,

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