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A man dancing in the courtyard on a grassy mound the setting sun his motioning to a woman sitting by the man kept moving cut and bend and turn and reach and slide the woman sat quite still as one moving nothing but her eyes And I, I watched the woman and then I watched the man and of the two the steady sun the pine trees on the hill the damp green grass and the cool blue sky I watched him I watched her the man clapped and then she sighed the two embraced and kissed and so I left them in the shade I left them kissing still of course

2 September 1974