Cambridge Poppies

canoe

Cambridge Poppies

The woman in

The bottom of

The canoe shakes

The wet branches

And for a moment

All beauty seems to

Die in her awakening

And yet she still wants

To see this instant

The lovely mixed up sight

Brick streets and bald professors

All pouring down into Green pond

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