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I saw 125th street one night
From the steel balcony;
When the curtain on its metal
Grooves slid:
How the boards groaned
Under the weightless fans and sprays
Of ever-modelling light
That held so restless spectacular an evening cast.

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Depending on the cat
Is angular
And interior
To the day to the slant of light in the hall.
As a comma to a thought
Her tail is apt.

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