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1. WINNER - 65928103 - gailkoelker
2. 65964929 - bleblob
3. 66025321 - dixiechicken
4. 66062462 - pleiades33
5. 66244972 - 5h4d0W_w4RRi0R
6. 66269931 - 2416837397

WINNER - 65928103 - gailkoelker

TO SYLVIA ON THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER TIME
Now Winter scratches silver names, Like prisoners', upon the glass And in the garden trees give up Their yellowed coronals to grass. At this time of year we should Retire like animals to bed And disregard the wide decay Of the contemporary dead. Inside the hot and private tent We wrap our nudity in limbs For love - if not for ploughing - fit. Outside the early Gothic trees Drip and mists obscure the vista. Breath on the panes and cover it.
30 x 1949

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65964929 - bleblob

TO SYLVIA ON THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER TIME

Now Winter scratches silver names,
like prisoners', upon the glass
And in the garden trees give up
Their yellowed coronals to grass.

At this time of year we should
Retire like animals to bed
And disregard the wide decay
Of the contemporary dead.

Inside the hot and private tent
We wrap our nudity in limbs
For love-if not for ploughing-fit

Outside the early Gothic trees
Drip and mists obscure the vista.

Breath on the panes and cover it.

30x1949

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66025321 - dixiechicken

TO SYLVIA ON THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER TIME

Now Winter scratches silver names,
Like prisoners', upon the glass
And in the garden trees give up
Their yellowed coronals to grass.

At this time of year we should
Retire like animals to bed
And disregard the wide decay
Of the contemporary dead.

Inside the hot and private tent
We wrap our nudity in limbs
For love - if not for ploughing - fit.

Outside the early Gothic trees
Drip and mists obscure the vista.
Breath on the panes and cover it.

30 x 1949

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66062462 - pleiades33

TO SYLVIA ON THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER TIME

Now Winter scratches silver names,
Like prisoners', upon the glass
And in the garden trees give up
Their yellowed coronals to grass.

At this time of year we should
Retire like animals to bed
And disregard the wide decay
Of the contemporary dead.

Inside the hot and private tent
We wrap our nudity in limbs
For love - if not for ploughing - fit.

Outside the early Gothic trees
Drip and mists obscure the vista.

Breath on the panes and cover it.

30 x 1949

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66244972 - 5h4d0W_w4RRi0R

TO SYLVIA ON THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER TIME
Now Winter scratches silver names,
Like prisoners', upon the glass
And in the garden trees give up
Their yellowed coronals to grass.
At this time of year we should
Retire like animals to bed
And disregard the wide decay
Of the contemporary dead.
Inside the hot and private tent
We wrap our nudity in limbs
For love - if not for ploughing - fit
Outside the early Gothic trees
Drip and mists obscure the vista.
Breath on the panes and cover it.
30 x 1949

---

66269931 - 2416837397

TO SYLVIA ON THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER TIME

Now Winter scratches silver names,
Like prisoners', upon the glass
And in the garden trees give up
Their yellowed coronals to grass.

At this time of year we should
Retire like animals to bed
And disregard the wide decay
Of the contemporary dead.

Inside the hot and private tent
We wrap our nudity in limbs
For love- if not for ploughing- fit.

Outside the early Gothic trees
Drip and mists obscure the vista.

Breathe on the panes and cover it.

30 x 1949

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