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Hard seeds of hate I planted
That should by now be grown
Rust oxen from thick stamens
A poisonous pollen blown
And odors rank unbreathable
From dark coronas thrown
At dawn from my damp garden
I shook the chilly dew
The thin boughs locked behind me
That sprang to let me through
The blossoms slapped
I sought a place where nothing lovely grew
And there when day was breaking
I knelt and looked around
The light was near
The silence was palpitant with sound
I took my hate from out my breast
And thrust it in the ground
Oh ye so fiercely tended
Ye little seeds of hate
I bent above your growing
Early and noon and late
Yet ah retruped and bitterful
I cannot weary straight
Hard seeds of hate I planted
The sun seeks out my garden
That should by now be grown
No nook is left in shadow
Rust oxen from thick stamens
No mist nor moat nor hidden
A poisonous pollen blown
And jewels on every blade
Sweet rain slants under every bough
Ye falter and ye fade