james watkin

Gold Star - 29,663 Points (26/4/65 / Melbourne Australia)

In Nature's Capable Hands - Poem by james watkin

Blocks of air that stand
Mornings, marble-cool
Jolt with what twitters.
In hacking down on
The formless quiets
No crass tool is her's!

Bee-chipped, and motley
Worked of what stringent
Concord of intent!
Ear, pressed delicate
To them wakes; nor with
A bad discontent!

Topic(s) of this poem: nature, sound


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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 14, 2019



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