The Black Spot Poem by Ellis Humphrey Evans
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The Black Spot
We have no right to the stars,
Nor the homesick moon,
Nor the clouds edged with gold
In the centre of the long blueness.
We have no right to anything
But the old and withered earth
That is all in chaos
At the centre of God's glory.
Monday, September 27, 2010
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