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Ulterior I hear the raging winds but do not hear them in your heart Know them only in the uttered silence so loud when you depart Such things should be labored more transcended, even scalded, out Of unkind spot, not made in store for loneliness of forgotten ages |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joe Gustin On Date: 2015-05-04 09:29:57
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Excellent poem. Esp S1. Your right the silence of absence can be deafening