Poem by Lesbia Harford

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I went down to post a letter
Through the garden, through the garden.
All the lovely stars were shining
As I went.
They were free as I, unhappy
Only he to whom the letter
Must be sent.
Even stars forget the prisons,
Stars and clouds and moonlit waters,
I believe the wind would shun them
If it could.
He at least rebels, remembers
Dawn breaks eastward, where the prisons
Erstwhile stood.

1. Closing Time: Public Library
2. He had served eighty masters. They'd have said
3. Child Sun
4. All through the day at my machine
5. Do you remember still the little song

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