As a whole nation
An abstract civilization
Or that my body is the world
And that my heart can only live
In one country at a time
Of peril and universal complaint
And if all my governments collapse
One day I’m out fishing
And the peace comes back
To start it all up again
Toward the eternity of spring
As tulips lean
And my mind’s snow melts
In darkened drifts
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