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Clairvoyance Tree
In the shade, as shadows grow,
beneath a willow clairvoyance tree
now resting among the stones,
in the winter's vault.
"How dark is my Mozart,"
among the cloister-garden
with old broken down poets,
boasting, "Auld Lang Syne,"
writing of Monarchs with wings
where the fox-glove blooms,
and all that is dead,
not doomed
beneath a willow clairvoyance tree
now resting among the stones,
in the winter's vault.
"How dark is my Mozart,"
among the cloister-garden
with old broken down poets,
boasting, "Auld Lang Syne,"
writing of Monarchs with wings
where the fox-glove blooms,
and all that is dead,
not doomed
Published 6th Jan 2023
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