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Aborn Poems - Poems about Aborn


Wicked Afloat
...WICKED AFLOAT He asails the Irish dawn-- avidly tore a hole in yellows She in dreams --awaits his eyes blue-cast amidst the ice fog-- eagerly searches Other maddened icebo......

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Categories: aborn, fantasy,
Form: Blank verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things