That perpetual
Refugee from darkness,
Our old friend
Rosy-fingered dawn—
Let us greet her
With splendiferous sips
Of angelic light served
On flower-bedecked verandas
Overlooking the wine-
Dark sea and not—by Zeus—
With panoramic views
Of an odoriferous Aegean
Aflower with corpses
Taking our breath away.
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