In the first verse I find his skeleton
nested in shore grass, late one autumn day.
The loss of life and the life which is decay
have been so gentle, so clasped one-to-one
that what they left is perfect; and here in
the second verse I kneel to pick it up:
bones like the fine white china of a cup,
chambered for [...]
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Gull Skeleton
Posted in Jonathan Revere, Poetry on September 26, 2007 | 6 Comments »
