Beheader Poems - Poems about Beheader

...In Pacifica I despise that portrait of me. The likeness ends with the name. Yes, Jane Seymour, unbeheaded Queen of England. No, not of pinched thin lips and sharp bird-beak nose. Those hideou......

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...Descend to join me now in Luna’s sept Before the summer storm’s pale vision Disturbs the bed of glory where you slept And sighed at passing time’s derision! Arise and sow your wonder over hills......

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