North Atlantic Poem by Fini Lokke

North Atlantic

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What I will not forget
is blows resounding on the bow
of the Atlantic liner 'Stockholm'
going westward to the open ocean
while the radio waves transmitted
Grand National Steeple Chase:
this was the world of true events
this was our real home

Thursday, January 2, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: ocean
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Fini Lokke

Fini Lokke

Nyborg, Denmark, Europe
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