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Mute Incantations

By scratch and scrim and keys, a poets write,

Parsing the eyes drop, lancing the buried ear,

Under the hewning gaze of hazel trees night,

Streams forded, moon and yew stepping, stare.

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Written by
ormond
Irish
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Oct 22, 2013
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