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William Carlos Williams - The Dark Day
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A three-day-long rain from the east— 
an terminable talking, talking 
of no consequence—patter, patter, patter. 
Hand in hand little winds 
blow the thin streams aslant. 
Warm. Distance cut off. Seclusion. 
A few passers-by, drawn in upon themselves, 
hurry from one place to another. 
Winds of the white poppy! there is no escape!— 
An interminable talking, talking, 
talking . . .it has happened before. 
Backward, backward, backward.
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