On News of a Friend’s Sudden Death
[for A-M. K. 1956-2001]
How thin the cloth, how fine the thread
How narrowly, from breath to breath,
How swift the tenant flees the gate;
Foreclosing slum or stately hall,
How feather-light the feeble spark
Unjessed our souls like falcons fly!
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