Poems by Clarke George Elliott
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Peggy's Cove
... gainst the fierce, mad, dark AtlanticBy homicidal force that drove them thereIn dumb, impaling anger ...
Reading Titus Andronicus In Three Mile Plains, N.S.
... heir, Nat Turner, I's natural homicidal:My pages blaze, my lines pall, crying fratricidal damnation ...
Song of Ecclesiastes
... wind sifts sand through windows,Snow through black ash branches,Cold rain through graves and fields ...
Watercolour for Negro Expatriates in France
... ur ticket is an all-night roomfacing the ivory, voodoo moon,full of Henri Rousseau lions and natives ...
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