The Revelation, Storm-Brought Poem by james watkin

The Revelation, Storm-Brought



Shakened and loosened, my grip
When days blow, Autumnal
On all year-bright attentions;
Now passing attractions.

First, that darkness; world-ending's!
And what next, thereupon
Does that noisy overflow
Make of life a vain show.

Tuesday, April 13, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: storm
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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