Apr 10
is round, and
round the table,
the few.
spoke in tongues
of age and wisdom.
smiled the crease
of ages.
so while all is flung apart,
we watched, waited.
we were near the sea.
round the table,
the few.
spoke in tongues
of age and wisdom.
smiled the crease
of ages.
so while all is flung apart,
we watched, waited.
we were near the sea.
Written by
sonja benskin mesher
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