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	<title>Poetry, Love Poems, Love Poetry, Black Poetry, Famous Poets, Tho Hay, Tho Tinh &#187; Henry Rago</title>
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		<title>The Distances</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[This house, pitched now The dark wide stretch Of plains and ocean To these hills over The night-filled river, Billows with night, Swells with the rooms Of sleeping children, pulls Slowly from this bed, Slowly returns, pulls and holds, Is held where we Lock all distances! Ah, how the distances Spiral from that Secrecy: Room, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This house, pitched now<br />
The dark wide stretch<br />
Of plains and ocean<br />
To these hills over<br />
The night-filled river,<br />
Billows with night,<br />
Swells with the rooms<br />
Of sleeping children, pulls<br />
Slowly from this bed,<br />
Slowly returns, pulls and holds,<br />
Is held where we<br />
Lock all distances!</p>
<p>Ah, how the distances<br />
Spiral from that<br />
Secrecy:<br />
Room,<br />
Rooms, roof<br />
Spun to the huge<br />
Midnight, and into<br />
The rings and rings of stars.</p>
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