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LOVE'S CALENDAR: JULY, by            
First Line: When I met you at shut of day
Last Line: Lay like joy in a garnered heap.
Subject(s): July


When I met you at shut of day,
your shoes in the cool moon's bars
passed bee-like beneath the stars.
The stars waxed large on high,
then loosed themselves from the sky,
and fell into the field like dust.
Proud trees with their heads upthrust
murmured their vatic charms;
a drowsy tree by the way
was catching stars in its arms.
When I met you at shut of day
the grain was warm as my blood;
peace rose in my heart like a flood,
the path was a path to keep,
I moved with the moon-filled hours,
and the bound sheaves, flecked with flowers,
lay like joy in a garnered heap.





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