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By Jack Joseph Smith

Loss of The Sun It didn't make any differance When he pulled his rifle It was her he saw There Sa/she had happened to be a moon on film Exquisit the terror on the tongue The quick comfort of violance done The rejection of sorrow never known had been When the dream is the same Once to begin with straw and gold Can be two strong trees The movement exactly on the Earth Is more than us Is shade and housing a trick from knowing Is it just God against the Sun Or is it for to make death longer

Original Scan

AI Interpretation

GPT

This alternate Loss of The Sun page compresses the same scene into a more stripped and unstable meditation on perception, terror, and what outlasts the self.

The page feels like a parallel draft rather than a clean duplicate. Its value is in how it exposes the poem still deciding what is event, what is image, and what is argument.

Claude

Loss of the Sun, second pass. It didn't make any difference, he pulled his rifle, it was her he saw, she had happened to be a moon on film. Exquisite terror, the rejection of sorrow never known. Straw and gold as two strong trees. Is shade and housing a trick from knowing. Is it just God against the sun, or to make death longer.