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Wed, February 22, 2012 |
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At the field's end, in the corner missed by the mower Where the turf drops off into a grass-hidden culvert, Haunt of the cat-bird, nesting-place of the field-mouse... One learned of the eternal...
 From "The Far Field," a poem by Theodore Roethke |
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