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  • Wings
    As a blue-necked mallard alighting in a pool
    Among marsh-marigolds and splashing wet
    Green leaves and yellow blooms, like jewels set
    In bright, black mud, with clear drops crystal-cool, ...
  • Reveille
    Still bathed in its moonlight slumber, the little white house by the cedar
    Stands silent against the red dawn;
    And nothing I know of who sleeps there, to the travail of day yet unwakened,
    Behind the blue curtains undrawn: ...
  • Fire
    In each black tile a mimic fire's aglow,
    And in the hearthlight old mahogany,
    Ripe with stored sunshine that in Mexico
    Poured like gold wine into the living tree ...
  • The Going

    He's gone. ...
  • Lament
    We who are left, how shall we look again
    Happily on the sun or feel the rain
    Without remembering how they who went
    Ungrudgingly and spent ...
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_el_chelon: “one song leads on to another, one friend to another friend, so i’ll travel along with a friend and a song.” – wilfrid wilson gibson (1878-1962)
Coble_and_keel: the missing keepers of the flannan isles lighthouse. their disappearance was the subject of a popular work by hexham born poet wilfrid wilson gibson which implied a supernatural cause for poetic effect. the most likely explanation is they were swept off the landing by a huge wave
Nlandlibs: we’re looking forward to our poetry talk in hexham abbey next wednesday surrounded by an exhibition of j.p. gibson’s photographs. join mike tickell as he explores the northumbrian and roman wall poems of wilfrid wilson gibson. book a place here -
Goatboyhorror: wilfrid wilson gibson, mad (1914) neck-deep in mud, he mowed and raved - he who had braved the field of blood - and as a lad just out of school yelled - april fool! and laughed like mad.
Rk70534: prometheus wilfrid wilson gibson(1878-1962)
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I-ll Tell You How The Sun Rose
 by Emily Dickinson

I-ll tell you how the sun rose, -
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.

The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,

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