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There Came a Ghost There came a ghost in the night, Having about it a translucent Cast, a pale radiance of wonder. Indeed it was illumined within As by the moon. It spoke to me In a language I did not know But quite understood. It told me That it had once been immediate In my world and that it had seen Me walking hand in hand with A presence bright and beautiful And illumined as by the moon. The ghost took my hand, and We walked by the sea which was Illumined by the moon. After A time I realized that the hand In mine was the hand of a child And mine the tracks in the sand.
The Death of Sitting Bear: New and Selected Poems
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