Thursday, January 1, 2004

Lights Along The Mile Comments

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THE NIGHT descends in glory, and adown the purple west
The young moon, like a crescent skiff, upon some fairy quest,
Has dropped below the opal lights that linger low and far
To havens that are beaconed by the Pilot’s evening star;
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Alfred Thomas Chandler
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M Asim Nehal 16 December 2015

Nice poem, I liked it.

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Martin Vorster 04 February 2010

If I have said one tenth in all my work.Among the great I could lay my sleeping mat, .

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