Effusion
Faith is but a sail
boat drifting in a river
on this certain morning
underneath a navy
firmament enlightened
by a nuclear
reaction that consigns
four million tons of awe
towards otherness per second.
~Son Rivers 2006
FRESH POSSIBILITIES
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Today we will look at a seasonal poem by A. E. Housman, taking it verse by
verse. XVI — SPRING MORNING Star and coronal and bellApril underfoot
renews,And ...
5 days ago
1 comment:
I do so like these poems. Keep 'em coming.
~b
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