Poetry Pasty White Sailor Posted by Aubrey's Arch on March 25, 2015March 25, 2015 Lost at sea You found me Here I correlate A massive monologue Dense the smog, by fog of law I’m just lost here working on The Throne Stark charter and dark water… Sail in 3, 2, 1 2.2.15 Share this:Tweet Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window) WhatsApp Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related
Amazing one i love it
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I hear in this poem a massive and dense experience reduced but not lessened to poem form. It carries. It conveys. It appeals. It acknowledges. This fine monologue straddles self and other with the most delicate mastery. Lovely poetic work!
Humbled. Truly. Your words extend deep…. I thank you.