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Canticle of A

An almanac of almost and almonds, amended accounts, always askance, aslant—ah!—as chance would have it;

An atlas, at last, of aphorism and aftermath, of master, ochre, mask, and umber, all had for an anaphoric song;

An archive of lives and ghosts, haloed and half-cocked; a canticle of alpha to zed, apple to zebra, aardvark to zarf;

A gospel of asters, of ask her, of azure assurance not gone askew, an adder, an attar of roses and ashes;

A Webster’s of wishes, wordlists, of what ifs and why nots, wine cups kept ever brim full.