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Miracle's truck comes down the little avenue,
Scott Joplin ragtime strewn behind it like pearls,and, yes, you can feel happywith one piece of your heart.
Take what's still given: in a room's rich shadowa woman's breasts swinging lightly as she bends.
Early now the pearl of dusk dissolves.
Late, you sit weighing the evening news,fast-food miracles, ghostly revolutions,the rest of your heart.
Adrienne Rich
Adrienne Cecile Rich (May 16, 1929 – March 27, 2012) was an American poet, essayist and feminist. She was called "one of the most widely read an
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