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    The poem describes lying awake at night in terror, only to walk outside the next morning and hear faint, peaceful breaths from animals like snakes, bears, and ants hidden under the snow. The speaker finds solace hearing these signs of life, in contrast to the lonely cry of a crow from a branch the speaker had never heard anything cry from before in their life.

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    The poem describes lying awake at night in terror, only to walk outside the next morning and hear faint, peaceful breaths from animals like snakes, bears, and ants hidden under the snow. The speaker finds solace hearing these signs of life, in contrast to the lonely cry of a crow from a branch the speaker had never heard anything cry from before in their life.

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    How Many Nights - Galway Kinnell

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    The poem describes lying awake at night in terror, only to walk outside the next morning and hear faint, peaceful breaths from animals like snakes, bears, and ants hidden under the snow. The speaker finds solace hearing these signs of life, in contrast to the lonely cry of a crow from a branch the speaker had never heard anything cry from before in their life.

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    HOW MANY NIGHTS - Galway Kinnell


    .

    How many nights

    hive I lain in terror,

    O Creator Spirit, Maker of night and day,

    only to walk out

    the next morning over the frozen world

    hearing under the creaking of snow

    faint, peaceful breaths . . .

    snake,

    bear, earthworm, ant . . .

    and above me a wild crow crying 'yaw yaw yaw'

    from a branch nothing cried from ever in my life.

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