Christian Skaug What seas what shores what grey rocks and what islands What water lapping the bow And scent of pine and the woodthrush singing through the fog What images return O my daughter Those who sharpens the tooth of the dog, meaning Death Those who glitter with the glory of the hummingbird, meaning Death Those who […]
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