Ronald Stuart Thomas - Ruins

Ronald Stuart Thomas - Ruins

And this was a civilization br That came to nothing--he spurned with his toe br The slave-coloured dust. We breathed it in br Thankfully, oxygen to our culture. br br Somebody found a curved bone br In the ruins. A kings probably, br He said. Imperfect courtiers br We eyed it, the dropped kerchief of time.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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