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you walk down lenox ave baffling in a crowd of beaten men like the rivers you rise over the whitened earth with your mud and mourning funeral in harlem last shine of the day fades and folds into flowers swinging all night to a simple taste of blues like the rivers a literary sharecropper a sewer dweller a traveler with no longing deferred like the rivers you wonder how big is the big sea a montage of sorts tom-tom drums in vogue like the rivers this new song this world now brilliantly black the rivers the rivers you are coming through |
SELECTIONS FROM OF RIVERS APPEAR IN VOLUME 49.3
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