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EQUINOX

It will be a spring day just like the time
when you come to find me.
It will be equinox.
You know, when day fights with night.
And I shall have ready for you a poem
which will tell you about all those I have never managed
to tell you in simple words,
because I have been afraid of the prosaic.
You know, of these commonplace things,
of the awkward, of the indeterminate.
It will have
a complaint, it will have a promise.
It will have an expectation.
It will have rain, lots of rain
to wash out vanities.
It will have railway journeys which this time
shall be on time.
It won’t have sorrow, it won’t have despair.
It will have starlight, it will have a festive mood.
It will have infinitude and a world... ageless.