by Archibald Randolph Ammons (1926 - 2001)

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Language: English 
I have been brought out of day,
out of the full dawn led away;
   from the platform of noon
I have descended.

To death, the diffuse one
going beside me, I said,
   You have brought me out of day
and he said
No longer like the fields of earth
may you go in and out.

I quarreled and devised a while
   but went on
having sensed a nice dominion in the air,
the black so round and deep.

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