Schnapper Poems - Poems about Schnapper

... All that ever was is all that ever will be and its pass of years washed to the sea. O’ death is woe, and I am as I feared alone beside the Estuary of the Dead. Hear the pitch and ......

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... On white lines on valiant wheels I head north leaving behind the City of Sails with its humourless streets, its casino steel and glass Sky Tower built upon the rubble of a gran......

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... I Was a midwinter morn gravely put to ground, and parish leaves wet underfoot led to the sermon ‘neath the mount and to its dirges i......

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...O’ God, I fear no peace, no life’s atone, only silent condemnation disguised - this misfortune is mine and mine alone and to that end I have philosophised. To the wider picture of death a......

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...Through my injustices it has given me an insight one I never had before These are the words written down as the pen is mightier and exposes a soul by Gutle Schnapper Rothschild if my so......

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