The Eagle Poems
We have been here before, you know -- Stooped to a thousand misty marshes In the brackish dawns Before
time started
to unwind.
The ancient aquiline brain finds it curious: You are so enchanted by the space between the stars That you must bring the void to ground and cloak yourselves In the
charisma of
desolation.
We will introduce you to Our Lady of the Bitter Fog: Perhaps she can explicate the true import Of
bereavement.
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CWYANNA DYR IV -- EAGLEVOICE
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CWYANNA DYR V – IN IAGO’S CAMP
to David / to
Moongate
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