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Sean Hunt
Poems
Jun 2019
Migrant Me
We are all migrants
in time and space
traveling far
to find this place
Distance is nothing
Time is now
We are going and coming
like a passing cloud
Water over fire
steeped in our sins
the cause of creation
elemental origins
Time makes us tender
for the coming feast
When the culture of the west
consumes the culture of the east
Written by
Sean Hunt
Windermere, Cumbria
(Windermere, Cumbria)
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