See, I am full of clouds today,
Mists and winds and prophecy,
Living at the periphery
Of the holy ocean.
No words can comfort me:
'Tis words have brought me
To this subjectivity
And ceaseless motion.
Come sit beside me, then,
Late in the afternoon;
One glance will win me from
This idle passion.
1980
An eloquent offering. Apparently,1980 was a very good year for poetry. Always your friend, Sandra
Far from idle, Full of passion, Will, , YOU'RE GREAT! ! Love duncan X
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Serenely, pensively flowing Will. I would LOVE to sit beside you in the afternoon. t x