Tuesday, April 22, 2008

His Penumbrae's Gaze Comments

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Listen to the night stutter on the hem of the sea.
The moon has stopped its infinite tug,
A dream of an incarcerated god who still has fever over her;
But she is going away now, exhausted
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Robert Rorabeck
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