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    a strange insect awareness
    things beyond our comprehension
    a full moon…
    the same moon marooned pirates
    experienced in their thirst and
    hunger
    300 years ago
    dancing with death

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    rimbaud’s Poems (12)

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