I see the ducks on the water/you held my arm and told me secrets about the children's longings

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   We crawled to Taos again/ The poets were waiting/ It's as if they never left the stage area. They wanted me to stay in town d=for a special performance of the first and third manuscripts/ I
   

   
   

   declined saying that it 's harvest time upstate and that the apples were waiting for us.