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Plants

DOMUS CAEDET ARBOREM

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From "Poetry For the Earth," edited by Sara Dunn with Alan Scholefield (Fawcett Columbine: 250 pp., $10 paper)

Ever since the great planes were murdered at the end of the gardens

The city, to me, at night has the look of a Spirit brooding crime;

As if the dark houses watching the trees from dark windows

Were simply biding their time.

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