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funeral poem

have we no shame?
once this soft turf
is there anybody there
that strange companion came on shuffling feet
eighty years have passed, and more
in september
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
i reside at table mountain
there is no flock, however watched and tended
i have known the silence of the stars and of the sea

 



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