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Adrift

A Short Poem Adrift He finally sees the morrow— when all that’s left is blindness— when all hope’s lost for land or shore— only squalls or deadly tempest, or ma...

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Between Two Seas

A Short Poem Between Two Seas Look upon the young faces, and see a springtide that lasts forever. Look upon the old faces, and see the dead on graves’ precipice...

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God’s Eye

A Short Poem God’s Eye In the sky at me stared God’s eye. “I see you, God!” I cried. Answered the sky: “A voice distant calls, of ...