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A blackbird in the walnut, spilling crystal-

Clear drops of melody through unfledged branches

Into translucent cups of wine-bright tulips,

Into her quivering heart, too, spills his music—

Her heart, uplifted like a wine-bright tulip,

Till it is brimmed with joy to overflowing.