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Ultima Thule
first fragment
remembering Iceland in the heat of Seville
breeze
leaning backyard
where
the trampoline of summer stands
ready
for the bairns
as
if you couldn't trust
this
ship with the blue
this
wind with the walls
clouds
are otherworldly here
and
little moon's a cloud set free
set higher than the rest
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