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The moon ran ahead of them,
it shook out a lapful of stars
One of them swooped down
One of them swooped down
into a meadow,
others followed dizzily
Chris had to stare fixedly
Chris had to stare fixedly
at them to hold them
in their proper orbit
Each time he winked
stars jumped about restlessly
while the moon bumped
up and down
on the horizon
A rubber ball
in a game of jacks.
The Story of a Country Boy
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| The quote is from p.197 of this edition. The author's words were converted from prose to verse. The next Dawn Powell page is here. |
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