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I am a great admirer of English poetry from the time of Chaucer up until the middle of the twentieth century when it appeared to lose its way. I love all aspects of this planet but are sometimes sad when I think of what we are doing to it.

Love Renewed

LOVE RENEWED

The world has turned about its fire
With the seasons’ cycle forged anew,
Sweeping back in its endless gyre
A hemisphere clothed in wintry hue.

The world has turned: the buds await
The call to bloom in the springtime sun;
Orion stands guard on Evening’s gate:
His trembling hounds now strain to run.

The world has turned: and you and I
Face our rebirth hand in hand
Our love reaching for the sheltering sky,
Our roots deep in the warming land.

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