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1.
 
You eat something you neither plant nor plow.
It is the son of water, but if water touches it, it dies.


2.

 
A serpent swam in a silver urn
A golden bird did in its mouth abide
The serpent drank the water, this in turn
Killed the serpent. Then the gold bird died.


3.

 
My tines are long
My tines are short
My tines end ere
My first report



4.

 
Turn us on our backs
And open up our stomachs
You will be the wisest of men
Though at start a lummox


5.

 
The hungry dog howls
For crust of bread
His cry goes unheard
It's far overhead


6.

 
Bury deep,
Pile on stones,
My mind will always
Dig up them bones



7.

 
A cloth poorly dyed
And an early morning sky
How are they the same?


8.

 
It occurs once in every minute
Twice in every moment
And yet never in one hundred thousand years.


9.

 
Never ahead, ever behind,
Yet flying swiftly past;
For a child I last forever,
For adults I'm gone too fast.


10.

 
Two horses, swiftest travelling,
Harnessed in a pair, and
Grazing ever in places
Distant from them.



11.

 
It can be said:
To be gold is to be good;
To be stone is to be nothing;
To be glass is to be fragile;
To be cold is to be cruel.
Unmetaphored, what am I?


12.

 
Round she is, yet flat as a board
Altar of the Lupine Lords.
Jewel on black velvet, pearl in the sea
Unchanged but e'er changing, eternally.


13.

 
Twice four and twenty blackbirds
sitting in the rain
I shot and killed a quarter of them
How many do remain?


14.

 
First will be last
Last will be first
And all in between will also be cursed
Open the door and the thing will be there
So be carefull and beware!


15.

 
It has a golden head
It has a golden tail
but it has no body.



16.

 
A leathery snake,
With a stinging bite,
I'll stay coiled up,
Unless I must fight.


17.

 
There is not wind enough to twirl
That one red leaf, nearest of its clan,
Which dances as often as dance it can.


18.

 
At night they come without being fetched,
And by day they are lost without being stolen


19.

 
I am, in truth, a yellow fork
From tables in the sky
By inadventant fingers dropped
The awful cutlery.
Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed,
The apparatus of the dark
To ignorance revealed.


20.

 
Many-maned scud-thumper,
Maker of worn wood,
Shrub-ruster,
Sky-mocker,
Rave!
Portly pusher,
Wind-slave.




 
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