High mountain snow
At last
after piercing the darkness
a smile and whiteness..
departing the hyena
the knowing death..
departing the quarrels
death wrapping words..
those writing beacons
shaded with death..
and brief happiness
from death rising..
At last
a smile and such
whiteness..
and the hyena's
welcoming cry...
(Hemingway's
The Snows of
Kilimanjaro)
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