A Loon; A Sea (part two)
It's like a surfer in a storm
who longs to ride a wave that roars
within the mouth of some excited
river. People on the shores
expect his mad untimely death.
Instead he catches a second breath.
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 ...
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