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Shore leave
A port to drink in.
The fish left my head
and hands to
their sea of mischief.
Poèmes sur le thème : mischief
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The Ancient Elf
I AM the maker,
The builder, the breaker,
The eagle-winged helper,
The speedy forsaker.
I am the lyre.
The water, the fire.
The tooth of oppression,
The lips of desire.
The snare and the wing,
The honey, the sting ;
When you seek for me look
For a different thing.
I, careless and gay,
Never mean what I say,
For my thoughts and my eyes
Look the opposite way.