Perhaps I asked too large —
I take — no less than skies —
For Earths, grow thick as
Berries, in my native town —
My Basket holds — just — Firmaments —
Those — dangle easy — on my arm,
But smaller bundles — Cram.
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Perhaps they do not go so far
As we who stay, suppose —
Perhaps come closer, for the lapse
Of their corporeal clothes —
It may be know so certainly
How short we have to fear
That comprehension antedates
And estimates us there — -
Perhaps you think me stooping
I'm not ashamed of that
Christ — stooped until He touched the Grave —
Do those at Sacrament
Commemorative Dishonor
Or love annealed of love
Until it bend as low as Death
Redignified, above? -
Perhaps you'd like to buy a flower ?
But I could never sell.
If you would like to borrow
Until the daffodil
Unties her yellow bonnet
Beneath the village door,
Until the bees, from clover rows
Their hock and...