"Angel-sigh foursquare and solid
in the tree, green tree support them
turn to kiss each eye, each forehead
in the all-enclosed Argentum.
"Angel-cried in closed trinity
in the hearth, gold fire blazing
godly flames up the starred chimney
each tear torn from eye, amazing.
"Angel-death in binary collusion
my vision holds the fact to life
of all this cold, visionary illusion
of myself, my work, my caring wife."
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