MANIFEST DESTINY
And all that - on the wings of a dove, sea to
shining sea. I harbored no peninsula worth
a damn in my quest to break both coasts :
Wendell Wilkie Woodrow Wilson Walter Winchell.
Well, anyway, we make our meek adjustments.
Hart Crane said that.
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Fingering your fingerless gloves left me
saddled with sores.
-
I listened deeply to whatever sound the early
darkness made : whiz-bang jump of the
declining moon, still bright as ever even
though gone soon. Barn-swallows darting
about at dawn, and the traipsing delay
of too many nervous squirrels. I'm not
like that at all. Peace rules my world.
From sea to shining sea.
And all that - on the wings of a dove, sea to
shining sea. I harbored no peninsula worth
a damn in my quest to break both coasts :
Wendell Wilkie Woodrow Wilson Walter Winchell.
Well, anyway, we make our meek adjustments.
Hart Crane said that.
-
Fingering your fingerless gloves left me
saddled with sores.
-
I listened deeply to whatever sound the early
darkness made : whiz-bang jump of the
declining moon, still bright as ever even
though gone soon. Barn-swallows darting
about at dawn, and the traipsing delay
of too many nervous squirrels. I'm not
like that at all. Peace rules my world.
From sea to shining sea.
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