Ticklish no longer
With tangibility
Nor rooted, crimson, over
The worm's inching stupor
Little but a spirit
Costly and volatile
Am I, want of my touch unstoppers
Now that you suffer it.
from The Country of a Thousand Years of Peace [1959]
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