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Crimson Rambler

NOW that a crimson rambler
begins to crawl over the house
of our two lives-

Now that a red curve
winds across the shingles-

Now that hands
washed in early sunrises
climb and spill scarlet
on a white lattice weave-

Now that a loop of blood
is written on our roof
and reaching around a chimney-

How are the two lives of this house
to keep strong hands and strong hearts?


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Poem Crimson Rambler - Carl Sandburg