The winter spins in circles 'round this world And I am never more true than the snow-and-sand will let me be I cannot keep the mountains still I cannot send the tides adrift I cannot see without the sun Without the moon Without the stars
Collected musings, anecdotes, pourings, and resolutions from the heart of modern civilization through the looking glass of a far-off sailor cruising into eternium.
"Who can share in one thought atoned, accordance reached by truthful thought, careful deliberateness and wild turbulence? Only a poet and the readers of poets, the last bastions of free-thought civility our good world abides." C.E. Roth
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