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St. Norbert in August
ОглавлениеHow the primroses hurt us
in the ripeness of summer
among the cathedral ruins,
the stones singing,
the grass stirring in the heat,
bees thrumming,
the flies lazy, contented,
the shining wheat
(‘O how the wheat is shining’)
the brown river sluggish,
the gnarled apple trees,
the maples surrounded by light,
the goldenrod,
the grasshoppers,
sweet clover on the wind,
wild turkeys parading
through the wild grass,
the sun heavy on the earth,
our thirsty skin heaving,
the bandura dancing, O!
