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30276	Flint, F. S. (Frank Stewart)	Some Imagist Poets: An Anthology			.txt	text/plain	8470	932	95	The lovers walk on the grass path at night. I know that the white wind loves you, The sky darts through you like blue rain, Is like a scattering of gold crocus-petals Like the little almond-tree Become like the autumn beech-leaves. You quiver like a sea-fish. O old pagodas of my soul, how you glittered across green trees! green, gold and incandescent whiteness, behind the house with the dark green door Once I had a lover bright like running water, Once his face was laughing like the sky; Open like the sky looking down in all its laughter Stand like dark stumps, still in the green wheat. Dark and proud in the sky, like a number of knights All their dark-feathered helmets, like little green The white moon hang like a breast revealed And his eyes were deep like the sea When night drifts along the streets of the city,	./cache/30276.txt	./txt/30276.txt