The Trailing Stars It is summer, and soon the Perseid showers I have gone from my desert home I wander far from crowded towns my feet here in grassy, bee clover on a summery hill, all daisy flowered green, with wild blackberries awaiting the August sun fire. Here amid the slowing of mars retrograde of […]
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The Trailing Stars & Other Poems
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