❝And they are here, Li Po and all the others,
our fathers and our mothers: the dead leaf’s footstep
touches the grass: those who were lost at sea
and those the innocents the too-soon dead:
a l l m a n k i n d
and all it ever knew is here in-gathered,
held in our hands, and in the wind
breathed by the pines on Sheepfold Hill. ❞

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