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Q. There's a certain Slant of light
Winter Afternoons
seal Despair
in my eyes
the landscape listens
Q. Heavenly Hurt, it gives us—
Despair
Winter Afternoons
We can find no scar
internal difference
Q. An imperial affliction
Sent us of the Air—
from the light
from Cathedral Tunes
of Winter Afternoons
Q. Shadows
move
hold their breath
Reflect the sun
listen
Q. That oppresses, like the Heft
of Winter Afternoons
of my sorrow
Of Cathedral Tunes
of the Slant of light