Galway Kinnell quotes

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this one whom habit of memory propels to the ground of his making,
sleeper only the mortal sounds can sing awake,
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after making love, quiet, touching along the length of our bodies,
familiar touch of the long-married,
A boy's hunched body loved out of a stalk
The first song of his happiness, and the song woke
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There is something joyous in the elegies
Of birds. They seem
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The appeal to heaven breaks off.
The petals begin to fall, in self-forgiveness.
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the sheer blue milken dreaminess spurting and shuddering
from the fourteen teats into the fourteen mouths sucking and blowing
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The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don't flower,
I take a wolf's rib and whittle
it sharp at both ends
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the rest of my days I spend
wandering: wondering
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you in San Quentin,
who wrote, "Being German my hero is Hitler,"
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