“. . .the poet—
brats in the street fling shit at him. . .”
—George Seferis, “Three Secret Poems”
The drops keep pelting quite
Poetic the tarmac stupid sheep
Keep dropping glazed
Pellets that end up stuck
Smartly to your feet.
brats in the street fling shit at him. . .”
—George Seferis, “Three Secret Poems”
The drops keep pelting quite
Poetic the tarmac stupid sheep
Keep dropping glazed
Pellets that end up stuck
Smartly to your feet.
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