Moved - (Our Souls Have Sight Of That Immortal Sea… William Wordsworth) Poem by Charl JF Cilliers
Moved - (Our Souls Have Sight Of That Immortal Sea… William Wordsworth)
Something moved him
to go and live
in a creaking house
beside the sea.
And so he went
and lived, sullen with silence,
amongst the sullen cormorants.
It was no sudden dream
that blinded him with light
but brooding silences
that had begun to sing
in him seminal silences
relentless as the sea
that brought him
to the flimsy, creaking house
of the poem’s necessity.
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