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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Dilettante Diaries: "Open Door Barefoot" Open door to closed room Ceiling smashed Stars in a very clear sky Fresh air taken into lungs Risen from the Lake of None Arrival of White Doves Broken glass, careful where you step Barefoot Bleeds Love (Lovejoy-Burton/October 2018) for my daughter, Georgia "THAT crazed girl improvising her music. Her poetry, dancing upon the shore, Her soul in division from itself Climbing, falling She knew not where, Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship, Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing Heroically lost, heroically found." The Poet Pleads with the Elementals THE Powers whose name and shape no living creature knows Have pulled the Immortal Rose; And though the Seven Lights bowed in their dance and wept, The Polar Dragon slept, His heavy rings uncoiled from glimmering deep to deep: When will he wake from sleep? Great Powers of falling wave and wind and windy fire, With your harmonious choir Encircle her I love and sing her into peace, That my old care may cease; Unfold your flaming wings and cover out of sight The nets of day and night. Dim powers of drowsy thought, let her no longer be Like the pale cup of the sea, When winds have gathered and sun and moon burned dim Above its cloudy rim; But let a gentle silence wrought with music flow Whither her footsteps go. (William Butler Yeats) "Fly On" /Coldplay https://youtu.be/qtooMN9QZKw
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