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Monday, 14 January 2013

Poetry of the day



    Concurrence

I have come to live
on the edge of the sea.
It roars day and night,
advances and retreats;
there is a boundary wall.

Men have had the measure
of restless seas,
made investments;
the seas have concurred.

1 comment:

  1. And there also have been many
    who without measuring have dived deep
    much beyond the restlessness of the surface
    And found many a great treasure.


    bcp

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