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