Thursday, July 12, 2012
Under The Clock Comments
Rating: ★5.0
Who knows since when it is working--
This clock;
Seconds, minutes, hours-- the hands mark
Night and day.
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12/8/2025 4:07:36 PM # 1.0.0
Ceaselessly the river flows to the ocean. But the dark thirst of the salt waves Is never slaked For all the sweetness in the river flows. A very fine poem. tony