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Through the wild garlic To that day without end Past alluvial earth Steep with sun rain and wind On the path leading Through the fissured side of the valley Down to the sea Take me to the Great Auk egg stones That lie in the clear water Stand me to look at the shadows Of those big fish who visit the bay Merge me with their shadows To glide with them Over the water-smoothed rocks Out to the deep reaches Beyond tide and change But first strew my bones to make fossils In the ageless light Of those petrifies shadows To mark where they fell On the stones of the sea.
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