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A road assumed
A road assumed, at one with
nameless grainy dawn,
rain shining on the roofs, and still too dark to read
whatever map was heldseems long ago, inborn,
but thats untrue. Sight makes miles: and all days bleed
as though torn out before their time, a ragged edge
between the swift downfalling sun and nights long wedge.

A days not razed, but blank, before its written on,
they saythe undetermined orb upon the palm
but what they say is wrong. Quietly, its all foregone,
the sense of what we show by nominative harm
in taking miles along a road whose ways assumed,
remembering the course of roads so long subsumed.

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Road Assumed titles and first lines
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