A loss of idiomatic nuance;do you indeed shine upon men,a beneficent demigoddess of prophecy,or do you instead shine over them,your glow falling upon themas contemptuous glances, that stillthey gobble, hungry seagullscompeting for a morsel of dropped chip,but the beams that rest on me(I am no man) are of warm desireand I see why the god…

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