"An idea no longer shrouded in mist, through wave or ether comes to me, like a star from high up in the skies, or a pearl from the bottom of the sea." - Victor Hugo (Les rayons et les ombres)
Capital poem, Gwilym. Read this over and over and got different groupings of words each time. Enjoyed it.
Thank you Gordon. For info.- I was alerted via Peter Finch's blog to an interesting site in Wrexham, Wales. It's called Red Poets. I've put a link up.
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