Sky, vast, fast and firm
Buzzling little mankind
Look up in awe, squirm!
Far beyond the cloudy scope
Transcending the familiar blue
Therein lies our biggest hope
Tho' if they be of minds
----Cool and unkind
What leave we to past generations
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Best there to leave man's starbound shout
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Songs of the Reed
PoetryA repository of various poems that I have written over the years gathered into this publication. Influences range from Whitman, Ginsberg to Shakespeare and Milton and confluence into what is hopefully a larger collection. It'll be updated daily with...
