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The table was filled with many objects	A
	-
The wild tribesmen in the hills	B
whose very robes were decorated with designs	C
of a strangeness upsetting beauty	D
that went much further than the richly coloured silks embroidered there could ever suggest	E
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There were piles of books yet each one	F
was of a different size and binding	G
The leathers were so finely dyed The blues	H
purples contrasting with the deceptive simplicity	D
of the 'natural' tans	I
And this prism arrangement of colours	I
cannot be set down the fresh arrangements	I
angles possible can only point through a door	J
to the word 'infinite' made of white puffy clouds	I
floating high in a blue summer sky	K
this has been written there by a small airplane	L
that is now returning to its green landing field	M
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The table is very old made of fine mahogany	D
polished by generations of servants	I
And through the windows the summer blue skies	I
white clouds spelling a puffy word	N
And on the table the books examples	I
of embroidery of the wild hill tribesmen	O
many large small objects all of which	P
could not help but rouse a curiosity	D
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There are at times people in this room	Q
some go to the table things are moved	R
but the atmosphere here is always that of quiet catm	Q
no one could disturb this	I
And though the people are the only real threat	S
	-
they are all too well trained and aware	T
to ever introduce the least clumsiness	I
or disturbing element into the room	Q
	-
At times it is hard to believe	U
what is before one's eyes	I
there is no answer to this except the room itself	V
maybe the white clouds seen through the window	W
	-
No one in the house was sure of the frontiers	I
the beautiful atlas gilded and bound with blue silk	X
was only of antiquarian interest quite useless	I
for the new questions The whole situation	F
was like a painting within a painting	G
that within another so on so on	Y
until everyone had lost sight of their original landmarks	I
The heath melted into the sky on the horizon	F
And the questions of definition contrast	Z
only brought on a series of fruitless searches	I
examinations that made everyone irritable exhausted	A2
	-
Once the surveyors had abandoned their project	B2
the objects once more took over	C2
It would be false to deny the sigh of relief	D2
there was when this happened calm returned	E2
	-
The bus bumped down the avenue	F2
ahead were the mountains the woods	I
that burst into flower as spring settled	G2
The plan the heavy revolver were all quite in keeping	G
with this despite the apparent superficial	H2
difference clash of worlds	I
there was really only one world	I2
It wasn't easy admittedly someone	F
had to stay behind	J2
The word in the sky had slowly dissolved	K2
was now nowhere to he seen	L2
But instead the sun was flooding the whole room	Q
	-
everything took on a golden aura	M2
this meant we were even aware of the	M2
band of horsemen now riding through the forest	N2
that surrounded the valley	D
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The many details may appear evasive	O2
but the purpose of the total was obvious	I
uncompromising	G

Lee Harwood

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