The
nice
ladies and gentlemen,
The teaser .and the jelly-bean
Play cockalorum-and-the-hen
When the cool afternoons pour green:
I see the father and the cooling cup
Of my childhood in the, swallowing sky
Down, down, until down
is
up
And there
is
nothing in the eye,
Shut shutter of the mineral man
Who takes the fatherless dark to bed,
The acid sky to the brain-pan;
And calls the crows to peck his head.
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THE EYE
