is t of it; tle and drift to tree and and as still as a tree, o flutter softly, ing as t, trusting ty les out of an elder t is    of test singers irs t blotle of t blo crisps t I am not afraid of igo, of tigo ied up tted toget get out. ts of tain t tive of gravity, as I fall do I do not fall still furts fragile fleece of last summers dying leaves and grasses supports me only out of plicity ance as t are sl ih.

        me into t years geion and I    until led me up from my darkness before I could e back again.

        Yet, es from rusting t perc. I found tting on an ivy-covered stump o onic spool of sound, one rising note, one falling note; suc pierg call t do, cle of birds. ttered    of t surprise s muzzle fearlessly upon    of to t, , all still and t ing. t drops of rain fell. In ter but tage.

        t o ted solitude of ttle cages    of osier t and sing for him.

        Goats milk to drink, from a    mug; cakes one. Rattle of tc up inside    of burning logs t siny flame, and I lie dora aure of sour cream, iff, russet nipples ripe as berries. Like a tree t bears blossom and fruit on together, how pleasing, how lovely.

        And noical gales seize teeto my t and make me scream.

        te moon above te till tableaux of our embrats.    I roamed, or, rato roam; once I    c tur clarified and I sa Erl-King, tall as a tree s branco old fiddle z togeto ted dayligrees; er music tacked in tty cages as t of birds youve lured to it he leaves.

        rips me to my last nakedness, t underskin of mauve, pearlised satin, like a skinned rabbit; t miger. And so tream I have bee.

        Sometimes t random, all singing, strike a chord.

        irely; . I so gro you could sales when I could lodge inside your body and you could bear me.

        tters and goes out. oucates me; I feel my    pulse, tone on ttress o dapple t    birds i me, driy, kered, goblin-ridden, I go bad back to o rip tattered ski t drencs slits capacity for drowning.

        Noer from t season heir cry.

        It is gro on trees and to er numbers because, in t is lean pigs. t    ttoms and crack tones. But tles to t later you ot see     fall of feat a gobli of fruit for me, su to tex of    at tre, t exerts on me sucremendous pressure, it draws me inwards.

        Eyes green as apples. Green as dead sea fruit.

        A    makes a singular, wild, low, rushing sound.

        big eyes you y, tive face. It is a preservative, like a green liquid amber; it catcrapped in it for ever like ttle ants and flies t stuck t in resin before tic. o t is till tre, looking t fall into it.

        Yreen eye is a redug co it long enougion, I    and vaniso t black ty one and I s, er, in my cage among t I -- I se.

        t to do errible fear and I did not knoo do for I loved    a I o join tling gregation    iionately, gave ter every day aits a, o! trap itself    i moment I saw him how Erl-King would do me grievous harm.

        Altrings are broken so you ot play it. I dont knounes you mig, if it rung again; lullabies for foolis sing, t find t of t t live in cages.

        Sometimes s me b ree in te around my feet.    of tting fire    and I b t of     in tc log, s ive sness in ain melance of t from    . Lay your    I t see turning suns of your eyes any more. My hands shake.

        I sake tly, so    ly, le as rain, I rangle hem.

        t to young girls, every one, eac of e on ts. S mane o skin ts; sring trings of ash-brown hair.

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