A Swiss Lake Poem by james watkin

A Swiss Lake



Mid-most the Earth
And mirroring
What at its ends, crude cliff-dropped
Euphoric glows.
A sea! But one
Placid boated.
Dotted, of white chapels, round.
Of mountain snows.

Tuesday, March 7, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: lake,switzerland
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james watkin

james watkin

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