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Canticle

The hours are tied to the will of the clarion
Our resting, our rising, are slave to its call
At every moment we all must be wary--On
These shoulders few rest the future of all.



Poetry by Aurora
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Written on 2009-09-27 at 05:54

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Achernar
Sesnsational and most splendid meter!! You really do understand what poetry is and what poetry can do...it is nearly impossible to teach this, but you have it.... loved this short and powerful poem.
2010-01-12