NEWKIRK TO OSTERGAARD
While not knowing anything, all the known
world - nonetheless - drops at your
feet. Can you recognize such feasance,
understand the noise? The streamlining
of a bird, ancient as it is, is but idle banter
in the hands of a greater Maker. All time
ticks to this imagined tune, and every
ancient mariner knows these tales :
the bright star, set on high, the
the lethal barriers found at the
very edge of the world, the end
of all things, just around
that seaward curve.
While not knowing anything, all the known
world - nonetheless - drops at your
feet. Can you recognize such feasance,
understand the noise? The streamlining
of a bird, ancient as it is, is but idle banter
in the hands of a greater Maker. All time
ticks to this imagined tune, and every
ancient mariner knows these tales :
the bright star, set on high, the
the lethal barriers found at the
very edge of the world, the end
of all things, just around
that seaward curve.
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