What To Write To A Friend That Just Had A Baby

Wallace Stevens. Sunday Morning. 7.

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Supple and turbulent, a ring of men Shall chant in orgy
on a summer morn Their boisterous devotion
to the sun,
Not as a god, as a god But Might Be,
Naked Among Them , like a savage source. Their chant
Shall Be a chant of paradise, Out of Their Blood
, Returning to the sky;
And in Their chant shall "enter, voice by voice, The windy lake
Wherein Their lord delights,
The trees, like seraphim, and echoing hills, That choir
long Afterward Among Themselves.
Shall They know well the heavenly fellowship Of men
That perish and of summer morn.
And whence and whither They Came They Shall go The dew upon Their
feel Shall manifest.

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swollen and turbulent, a ring of men
chant in orgy on a summer morning
exaggerated with a devotion to the sun,
not as a god, but, like a god,
naked among them, like a savage source .
Her singing is like a song of paradise
to leave the blood and return
heaven and come in song, word of mouth,
Lake wind their lord delights,
trees, like seraphim, and echoing hills, this chorus
including much much después.Sabrán
heavenly community of men that perish and of summer morn.
And there shall come and march
withered and manifested in his foot spray.