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Jul 2012
Bring me the moonlight in a glass
Soft and sturdy liquid
Deep flowing magnetized
Colour
Creeping broth
In hazy pattern
Churning in the cauldron
Let me gulp the heavens
And sip away at it's farewells
Silken threads of water
And hot headed fluff
Gathering bits of holes
In endless vast
Moving with my eyes
And with my hands
Reach up and scratch the sky
Reach down and swim
Based on the first line of Emily Dickinson's poem, "Bring me the Sunset in a Cup".
Written on December 1st, 2009.
Written by
Sarah Ramsay
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