AN OLD HAVEN

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    AN OLD HAVEN

    AN OLD HAVEN

    A dirty bucket on the table
    An iron rusty and yellow
    It’s not a stable
    No animals bellow
    And my poem’s not a fable

    The Ambic Philosophe

    Copyright © 2006 Ambrose Thompson Arthur

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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