@websterleone
No suns, no moons
At morn nor noon
Do dawn...
No spy, no earthly view
No distance glance askew.
No top to any steeples,
No tented spires of far too cool neeples,
No courtesies for showing 'em—
No knowing 'em!
No traveling at all, no locomotion,
No inkling of their sway, no notion—
"No go"—by band or ocean—
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comforting squeeze
Hearts in penumbra...

Novembra!

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