Silver Star - 3,552 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

Pad 1. - Poem by GRANT FRASER


While suffering from Space
people and life,

everything is relived,

all the asteroids
of the human mind,

would collide,

eclipse of self,

to sneak out of the body,
and investigate yourself
as the other...

lost in the blue cabbages
of time,

admit your earthly grit,

is this the 'Real Age',

or when you can at last


the immediate cover up,
inflated everyday greeting,

blasts against your unsteady


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 13, 2014

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