play for me
those funny rhythms
strum for me
a steel-string beat
sing for me
that folk ballad
and touch me with
the midnight blues
"As you will learn later, the transformation of the stuff of my world into poetry, is a bit of a mystery to me, as I think it is for many poets.” John Haislip (1925–2011) (Literature and the Sea Conference, 1976)
Annora Eksteen Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea But sad mortality o’er-sways their power, How with this rage shall b...
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