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Слушать(AI)In Mind
There's in my mind a womanof innocence, unadorned butfair-featured and smelling ofapples or grass.
She wearsa utopian smock or shift, her hairis light brown and smooth, and sheis kind and very clean withoutostentation-but she hasno
And there's aturbulent moon-ridden girlor old woman, or both,dressed in opals and rags, feathersand torn taffeta,who knows strange songsbut she is not kind.
Denise Levertov
Priscilla Denise Levertov (24 October 1923 – 20 December 1997) was an American poet. She was a recipient of the Lannan Literary Award for Poetry
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