when the sun slips

through the far edge,

there is rare amber

through the sea,

and flecks of it

glitter on the dolphin's back

and jewelled halter

and harness and bit

as he sways under it.

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CIRCE

It was easy enough

to bend them to my wish,

it was easy enough

to alter them with a touch,

but you

adrift on the great sea,

how shall I call you back?

Cedar and white ash,

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