In the Carolinas

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Wallace Stevens - Non-Music

In the Carolinas

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The lilacs wither in the Carolinas. Already the butterflies flutter above the cabins. Already the new-born children interpret love In the voices of mothers. Timeless mother, How is it that your aspic nipples For once vent honey? The pine tree sweetens my body The white iris beautifies me.

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  • Wallace Stevens