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William Carlos Williams - The Lonely Street
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School is over. It is too hot 
to walk at ease. At ease 
in light frocks they walk the streets 
to while the time away. 
They have grown tall. They hold 
pink flames in their right hands. 
In white from head to foot, 
with sidelong, idle look— 
in yellow, floating stuff, 
black sash and stockings— 
touching their avid mouths 
with pink sugar on a stick— 
like a carnation each holds in her hand— 
they mount the lonely street.
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