Monday, April 06, 2020

Raven's Flight

Lamp Black Flight
In the ill of night flew Raven by storm,
ignoring each import of undersea norm;
Like witch over water, depth of ink blue,
he flew and he flew, and he flew, and flew,
till last clutched his claw cognizable form.

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2 Comments:

At 8:31 AM, Blogger Carter Kaplan said...

It is what it is about

 
At 9:00 AM, Blogger Horace Jeffery Hodges said...

I guess so . . .

Jeffery Hodges

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