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Snowy afternoon

That snowy afternoon a galaxy

appeared on your dog's black back

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while we talked. Stars took

their places, planets, whole constellations

gathered there, marvelous as a meteor shower,

until with a few friendly, unthinking strokes

I wiped the whole sky clean,

and it began to fill again.

It seemed the kind of tender beauty

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too fleeting to mention

just then and there,

this galaxy falling gently

onto your dog's back.