As I was walking
I came upon
chance walking
the same road upon.
As I sat down
by chance to move
later
if and as I might
light the wood was,
light and green,
and what I saw
before I had not seen.
It was a lady
accompanied
by goat men
leading her.
Her hair held earth.
Her eyes were dark.
A double flute
made her move.
'Oh love,
where are you
leading
me now?'
Robert Creeley
Saturday, October 22, 2005
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