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I set out in the morning
on a journey without any words
to a half acre of land where
I always have been.
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Too full, I went out
into the full land
and stayed to eat
a tired horse
not able to keep pace
with my fat.
In the rain
The rain found us; I am glad.
It has given me a land to tenant, close
and quiet.
Polder
Waters deaf as the land
are given to wool—
overtaken by the Dutch
and built upon.
The greatest shower of rain
made a new hat.
By-Catch
All this by-catch to carry away.
Who is going to sign for it? Who?
Some land must pay.
I count the stations of the sea.
Inheritance
Velvet land, given to make money:
the hole bad usage made of it,
the well, the firkin.
I take half
for a bridge to elsewhere,
water to comb my head
in the kitchen.
Castaway
When a land is new
every man goes
as if at dinner.
Cast up
I believe no sea
besides the ship’s.
Æcerbot
We come close to the land, eat
nothing but peas and pork
and boiled beef,
eat with great love,
shit with all imaginable respect
the land
infinite place
rich world.
I see a man almost drowned in joy
give honor to an oak
with a gilded crown.
Bucolic
my half-acre—
enough land to admit
a quarter moon
Night country
we come to the country
in the country where no poor live
come into the country
and eat all our rent and debts
we have no papers but it being night
whose land is it
Las Californias, 1769
the land has been our home
they have walls
in every mind a box
they call God
Vista
the body of a model
is a safe croft
but the best place could endure
every ordinary survey
and so a dish of larks
after the wasteland
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