Museum Poem by Glyn Maxwell
Museum
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Sundays, like a stanza break
Or shower's end of all applause,
For some old unexplaining sake
The optimistic tread these shores,
As lonely as the dead awake
Or God among the dinosaurs.
Saturday, October 7, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely
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8/26/2026 4:36:59 AM # rel_20260825T124344Z_022792b
What kind of a museum is this, I wonder- 'For some old unexplaining sake'.