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June 30, 2007

Because....

Because I see these mountains,
they are brought low.
Because I drink these waters,
they are bitter.
BecauseI traced these black rocks,
they are barren.
Because I have found these islands,
they are lost.
Upon seal and seabird dreaming their innocent world,
my shadow has fallen

A poem by Kathleen Raine (1908-2003)