Tag: #Cadralor
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30 July: A Cadralor Poem
30.7.23 – A Cadralor Poem: Reading Stones I.I’m reading their stones,the old dead,remembering thoseI never knew. II.Her name is May.2-months. Sweet childwho never cried.Delicate as spring. III.Here lays Captain Morton,stood on a curving prow.Troubled by a cargo,the sea took him down. IV.A fisherman at rest,in rain and morning air.A squalling tangle of nets,his lights still…