Dock Rats by Marianne Moore There are human beings who seem to regard the place as craftily as we do—who seem to feel that it is a good place to come home to. On what a river; wide—twinkling like a chopped sea under some of the finest shipping in the world: the square-rigged four-master, the

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Anna Mieke – Keep It Whole I stand naked low light waiting Dig deep to clothe my skin in A borrowed box of clothes to cover my bones Time can’t keep me in one place I slip straight through its grip Breaking through, strict curfew too soon [Chorus] Keep it whole, keep it sacred Keep

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