Shifting Boats Crumble (A Sound Poem) Poem by Eli Spivakovsky

Shifting Boats Crumble (A Sound Poem)

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Shifting Boats Crumble
Ocean beds
Part of my mind goes blank like the new day.

A rope that pulls and crushes snow
For the climber
Creaks this same echo

Tuesday, November 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sound
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Messaoud Allalouche 08 September 2017

beautiful poem I like it Eli

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