Seasons
I went forth from August walls
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I went forth from sunlit beginnings
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and turned
dancing counterclockwise
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I pressed my mind against August's membrane
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and punctured a hole
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through which seeped September
How the Spiders will Gossip — a pantoum
1
Some voices are small
when secrets are told
in dark attic corners
where spiders go dancing
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2
When secrets are told
I will find a warm quilt
where spiders go dancing
we will keep warm together
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3
I will find a warm quilt
keep my songs in a box
we will keep warm together
we will sing until dawn
4
Keep my songs in a box
I will light a white candle
We will sing until dawn
You will take out your fiddle
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5
I will light a white candle
And we'll laugh at our shadows
You will take out your fiddle
How the spiders will gossip
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6
And we'll laugh at our shadows
Till we fall into sleep
How the spiders will gossip
in dark attic corners