Turn another blinded eye, oblivious
To cattail meadows strewn sea-to-sea -
Each stalk, brazed by arctic incursions
And baked by the sun in May.
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I loved the passage:
'To withered lake-front phantoms
Haunting shoreline stores - every
Ghostly voice of panic, unanswered on the
Glassy channels, just meters beyond
The undertow signs.'
What superb imagery!
Overall, this poem speaks volumes to me. More than I can write here.
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I loved the passage: 'To withered lake-front phantoms Haunting shoreline stores - every Ghostly voice of panic, unanswered on the Glassy channels, just meters beyond The undertow signs.' What superb imagery! Overall, this poem speaks volumes to me. More than I can write here.