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Glendalough, at Iseult Gonne ' s Grave

Glendalough, at Iseult Gonne ' s Grave

subside the rocks archback silica of bird leans into
a granite stylus a grave bed green sea-bed of flowering heads.
shatter of tree hacked-through / windmills beside an sruthán geal gold coins in-stream-glitter out to me.
a small a cloud there her gulfstream ruffles my feathering( toll the …)
blood-thickener sloughs blood against. let her eat the disease
a gelid-thaw clysters the blooms
all that glisters is not white / and not laden with small-griefs
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