H.D. : Oread
Whirl up, sea -
Whirl your pointed pines,
Splash your great pines
On our rocks;
Hurl your green over us,
Cover us with your pools of fir.
H.D. (1886-1961)
Saturday, February 09, 2008
recurring poem #2
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