Tag: nature
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Starcarrier’s sad fragment
At rest My bones Innermost piping. At best My poems Middlemost climb Bedpost high only One eye alone descries Their broke fiddler tone. A finger stoneless What lingers of that no’d proposal. Somewhere voice-bare no one else goes there Fiery quiet, fair and admirably foliate Light roseate. Enfolding irises eye holding Yellow as Carcosa’s minaret’s…
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Trainlure
By an impatient outpatient graveyard Shot hard that hydra-carted rumbling clacktrain Massive as a Gawainfoe, and manmade, so vain. As an arrow flaming bathes yellow the life it claims, So was that narrow passage shorn of midnight nakedness. Bell, book, and candle; Vellum book handled by hours lamplit. Championship chances my damp-lip cauldron creates amply.
Alchemisland 