Rock Carving (Douglas Alexander Stewart Poems)
The lines grow slack in our hands at full high-water;The midnight rears in the sky; and beneath the boatAnother midnight, ...
The lines grow slack in our hands at full high-water;The midnight rears in the sky; and beneath the boatAnother midnight, ...
Somewhere in the middle of the ocean every lost riverSorts itself out, reassembles, each picks its own threadWith its one ...
All their lives in a box! What generations,"What centuries of masters, not meaning to be cruelBut needing their labour, taught ...
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