Sundown, Through Loud Blowing Poem by james watkin

Sundown, Through Loud Blowing



It is through which lusty tolling
Of whose capacity
No belfry holds, but is sky-broad, marks
Off Day's mortality.

Friday, October 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death,sunset
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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