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I'm back down in ole Georgy w'ere de sun is shinin' hot,
W'ere de cawn it is a-tasslin', gittin' ready fu' de pot;
W'ere de cott'n is a-openin' an' a-w'itenin' in de sun,
An' de ripenin' o' de sugah-cane is mighty nigh begun

The continent's a tamed ox, with all its mountains,
Powerful and servile; here is for plowland, here is     for park and playground, this
Cataract for power; it lies behind us at
All docile between this ocean and the other

The bicycles go by in twos and threes -There's a dance in Billy Brennan's barn to-night,
And there's the half-talk code of
And the wink-and-elbow language of delight
Half-past eight and there is not a

Little poppies, little hell flames,
Do you do no harm
You flicker
I cannot touch you

Leaves             Murmuring by miriads in the shimmering trees
Lives             Wakening with wonder in the Pyrenees
Birds             Cheerily chirping in the early day
Bards             Singing of summer, scything thro' the hay

What ails my senses thus to cheat
What is it ails the place,
That all the people in the street    Should wear one woman's face
The London trees are dusty-brown    Beneath the summer sky;

Haze
Three student violists boarding a bus
A clatter of jackhammers
Granular light

Washington, D.C.
At least it helps me to think about my son
a Leo/born to us
(Aries and Cancer) some