Indian Summer

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    Indian Summer
    for church sunday
    i watched rain drops
    catch rides on leaves
    the wind sang that song
    we all sang when we
    fell from grace
    thunder ended the
    meeting with a clap.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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