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Home Posts tagged "Christie Florit"

Tag: Christie Florit

lines written upon urra moor
. Pensive / Death / Metrical / Rhyme

lines written upon urra moor

​Old God was too much with us. Quietly we wander through the moss-knolled, sodden peat upon the trackless and the sun-blazed lea, the heather blooming vernal at our feet. Here …

 Christie Florit / doubt / God / sonnet / wander
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as the sleepers
. Pensive / Death / Metrical / Rhyme

as the sleepers

​ I would that I were with those dead there in their restful deep, were still my bones in earthen bed to know but soundless sleep. I would that sparrows …

 abandoned / Christie Florit / grave / lonely / sonnet / terza rima
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to my child
. Peaceful / Free Verse / Love

to my child

​how many rivers, how many earths have fused to make you flesh— deep-petalled eyes dew-closed as poppied hills of cathay; veins marmor-blue and tigris-still enravelled in your legs; furrows of …

 amazement / child / Christie Florit / parental love
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