Classic poem of the day
After the first powerful plain manifesto
The black statement of pistons, without more fuss
But gliding like a queen, she leaves the station.
Without bowing and with restrained unconcern
She passes the houses which humbly crowd outside,
The gasworks and at last the heavy page
Of death, printed by gravestones in the cemetery.
Beyond the town there lies the open country
Where, gathering speed, she acquires mystery,
The luminous self-possession of ships o......
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Δέδυκε μὲν ἀ σελάννα... Δέδυκε μὲν ἀ σελάννα καὶ Πληΐαδες, μέσαι δέ νύκτες, πάρα δ' ἔρχετ' ὤρα, ἔγω δὲ μόνα κατεύδω. Attributed to Sappho, born 7th century BC THE MOON HAS SET... (translation) the moon has set and the Pleiades it is the middle of the night time passes and still I lie alone
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