O wind, rend open the heat,
cut apart the heat,
rend it to tatters.
Fruit cannot drop
through this thick air -
fruit cannot fall into heat
that presses up and blunts
the points of pears
and rounds the grapes.
Cut the heat - plough through it,
turning it on either side
of your path.
- Hilda Doolittle
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