Gallery Of The Immortals Poem by james watkin

Gallery Of The Immortals



And now, floating on, we come to
'Earth's stalwart striver'.
An odd, gross concept to us here;
Up in the ether.

In forging their way, with head down
Through a sludging rain
A moving work; most pitiful;
Short of knowing pain!

Wednesday, June 16, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: art,spirit
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james watkin

james watkin

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