FOURTH CORNER-STONE.
(A furtively insensible glance beneath the foliage:
The dawningmist caresses the stones.)
Striding hidden through (the belonging pondweed)
Climbing over a rained creek (inside a soft misty rain)
Reading in raindrops on rose-hip; (my property)
I am clear. Clearer than wellwaters megin
I am clear on what is dead with this life.
Clear. Harder than Sorrow’s first tears
Clear. Cleaner than sustenance of real gladness
Clear.
Poetry by 1 SIGFRIDSSON
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Written on 2023-09-10 at 15:12
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FINISHED WITH DEATH IN LIFE
(A furtively insensible glance beneath the foliage:
The dawningmist caresses the stones.)
Striding hidden through (the belonging pondweed)
Climbing over a rained creek (inside a soft misty rain)
Reading in raindrops on rose-hip; (my property)
I am clear. Clearer than wellwaters megin
I am clear on what is dead with this life.
Clear. Harder than Sorrow’s first tears
Clear. Cleaner than sustenance of real gladness
Clear.
Poetry by 1 SIGFRIDSSON
Read 242 times
Written on 2023-09-10 at 15:12
Tags Clear Sorrow Property
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