An Art Retreat............. Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
An Art Retreat.............
tasted salty....
mine host, a Grand Mariner....
set salient compass points... toasting
to a gull's insouciance
and the rapid decline of monolithic marshweeds....
by three past a coquille...sans jacks....
all were beached....
.a squeeze of lime revived the mizzen-struck....
we felt the dark of noon as the august limbs remained abrupt.... hairier than most.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 12:04:18 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This was quite good delilah dear! pity to spoil the imagery with the last three words though! a perfect time to shave! Smiling at you tai