Showing posts with label The Darkening of Age. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Darkening of Age. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

One Summer's Day

A quick croak and then
memory was dead
and the sky, the empty sky, filled
with haze, endless haze.

plaster and the sculptor was finished
and god created a war on poetry
the end of Xanadu.


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