above this grave of whale,
above this grace they navigate
no further than their sails.
inveigh their arcane arrogate [...]
Sep 3rd
Friday“Featured”
shore
adrift on the cold — kiss of tides
his hooves
have ground the sand before
to steed the vestal beach
as always it seems, Evangeline[...]
where we go around
How odd to have faith in a circle
Open enough to uncrowd us.
Impatient, this thing we inhabit.
The steady going onward, a magnitude and general
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