Lorine Niedecker - I rose from marsh mud lyrics

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Lorine Niedecker - I rose from marsh mud lyrics

I rose from marsh mud, algae, equisetum, willows, sweet green, noisy birds and frogs to see her wed in the rich rich silence of the church, the little white slave-girl in her diamond fronds. In aisle and arch the satin secret collects. United for life to serve silver. Possessed.