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Matthew Jay • 2 cards
poetry
I Like The way That when you Tilt Poems On their side They Look like Miniature Cities From A long way Away. Skyscrapers Made out Of Words.
Matt Haig • How to Stop Time: A Novel
Easter, 1916
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A Song for Soweto
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for i am a drifter,
an aimless wanderer, a rudderless boat,
a sculler who lost his oars
like a driftwood, wait for the river to take me places,
never aware whether am washed ashore or still floating,
like an oyster in a desert, wait for that odd rain drop
an aimless wanderer, a rudderless boat,
a sculler who lost his oars
like a driftwood, wait for the river to take me places,
never aware whether am washed ashore or still floating,
like an oyster in a desert, wait for that odd rain drop
driftwood
(Know once for all, avow'd on purpose, wherever are men like me, are our lusty lurking masculine poems,)
Walt Whitman • Leaves of Grass
Poetry
Deathraven • 6 cards