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from Ceremony of Names --- S U E S C A L F Next to a red barn waves a field of cornflowers: bits of sky on stems. Beyond, there is a silo, and farther, in a shallow swale, a spire, delicate and white above red brick. Then, fold-on-fold of blue, the Cumberlands rise, cloud-crowned, at the gap where Boone opened the wilderness Even then cornflowers, blue as faded denim, blew in the wind sweeping down the mountains; even then clouds dipped at twilight and slipped pale fingers into the hollows, cool and damp as graves of pioneers. |
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university of pennsylvania
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