Nightfall with Boats The boat swings its anchor The wind is nearly calm Mist drapes the low shore A gauzy radiant balm The river flows fast To the seam of sea and sky Embroidered with silhouettes of masts And echoes of seagull’s cries The curving sun sinks low Dusk falls upon the stream A thousand […]
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