(November 20,1752 – August 24,1770) fallen English poet
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We walk along magenta paths-
cool seeps into waning light,
bunches peer, ripe for the pick:
funny how they're sour to the lip;
beyond the copse in another's
field, silken amber honey flows.
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Frederick Kesner
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