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expound, expound, the vinestocks lie untended

our scarlet flower is cast on the stone-white stone

in the mirror of memory have been said that I radically

rendered bone of our bone, instructed between we then

prayed a sickly prayer to the violent dead woman

witness the courageous slashing themselves with blades

time is the evil, evil, a day & a day

that after famine called back all the people

to evil & further evil, a curse cursed on our children

the huntress in broken plaster keeps vigil no longer

on the haze-misted breasts of Helen in the ghetto

descending of Aaron in which the other war

a man is dead, another one decomposed, a dull end

& the life ignites, moon shining on naked hills