Vintage verse – Sitalkas by H.D.

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Sitalkas

Thou art come at length
More beautiful
Than any cool god
In a chamber under
Lycia’s far coast,
Than any high god
Who touches us not
Here in the seeded grass.
Aye, than Argestes
Scattering the broken leaves.

by https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/H.D.H.D. (1886-1961)

Photo by Christine Klocek-Lim

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