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Spated Poems - Poems about Spated


The Burning River
...Sloe, and black as Gin I am the slave of the spated, sibilant river. It is opaque and powerful, panting wearily like a dog. It waits and implores me, to drink the perfumed wet earth from whi......

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Categories: spated, naturewater, water,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things