| Poetry Annual 1998 | O Y S T E R B O Y R E V I E W [ 8 ] |
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| M. A. Roberts | |
| S P E R M W H A L E S B L O W I N G | |
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Out of beds of water their backs Slightly ascend bent and wet, re- flect at eventide. All the sickness of day In a moment rolls away even the boat ceases to rock When blowing beasts Crack deep and peace
Out of the blue, the Big Blue, | |
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