Hilda Doolittle - Heat

Hilda Doolittle - Heat

O wind, rend open the heat, br cut apart the heat, br rend it to tatters. br br Fruit cannot drop br through this thick air-- br fruit cannot fall into heat br that presses up and blunts br the points of pears br and rounds the grapes. br br Cut the heat-- br plough through it, br turning it on either side br of your path.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

Duration: 00:36