WHERE the puddle is shallow, the weakfish stay
To drift along with the current's flow ;
To take the tide as it moves each day
With the idle ripples that come and go ;
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A very sharply observed piece with a haunting rhythm. There are some very fine stanzas here
where the dusk winds call the sun sinks low completes the best of them.
Very impressed. My first read of your work but by no means my last. A straight ten.
Tom Billsborough
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A very sharply observed piece with a haunting rhythm. There are some very fine stanzas here where the dusk winds call the sun sinks low completes the best of them. Very impressed. My first read of your work but by no means my last. A straight ten. Tom Billsborough