Ascends Not The Sun, But... Poem by james watkin

Ascends Not The Sun, But...



Ascends not the sun,but stoops to hallow
That shivery world before it, a-glow.
Bashful bride of dawn, rent too often
From that eastern altar, a widow.

Wednesday, March 20, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dawn
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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