A Song of Islands
We saw them rising out of the sea to meet us
poetry
Lotte at Saltuna
You remind me of my Aunite Agnes when
Aunt Mabel's Tea-time Fables
After tea Aunt MAbel shook out her bread-box mind,
Everywhere Small Fires of Autumn
Everywhere small fires of autumn,
The Old Milk Moon
The old milk moon
Night of Grace
All those many moons of Saturn
Logic's Fingers
No willow pollen
The Abyss
From sea to sea
Ambition
I am content
In the Shadows
The fingers of your mind
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