Collected Poems

Collected Poems
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TRANCE A naked and silver-pointed star Floating near the halo of the moon; A storm-rack, the pale sky’s fringe and bar, Over waters stilling into swoon. My mind is awake in stirless trance, Hushed my heart, a burden of delight; Dispelled is the senses’ flicker-dance, Mute the body aureate with light. O star of creation pure and free, Halo-moon of ecstasy unknown, Storm-breath of the soul-change yet to be, Ocean-self enraptured and alone!
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