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DISSIPATION
Constable's Leaping Horse
The Battlefield:

Not a single one
of the enemy
remains standing

All was still
but for th'drizzle
of th'rain.

Over th'hills
the light was
going at last
as, still on my feet,
steadfast:

I had survived!

We ARE The Best!

Blazes of honor
over Th'Heavens' crest

I took our banner
up--& cried
to my comrades:

"Victory's ours! ! !
We have won!
We've won ...

Far as my eyes could see
I was alone ...

THE CONSCIENCE
OF THE WORLD:

Filling the atmosphere
with noises like little wings
a whirligig passed near
THE SLAUGHTERINGS
that are discovered
any clear dawn--
--Hovered...
& disappeared.

( There are yet other sites
to fan with its/by flights )

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