Harriet
that's a gem!
Best
Dave
David Bircumshaw
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> Antarctica
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> Icebergs gloss the skies.
> Blue and white converge.
> The ship moves slowly.
> Beyond the waters
> penguins search the horizons.
> Some wail, looking up at a lowing sky.
> Others silently stop, gazing ahead motionless.
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> The shore is rich in broken slabs of ice,
> dully melting before our eyes.
> Turning to you on the ship's bow
> I ask the only question you fail to answer.
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> It is 30 degrees in Antarctica.
> The clouds are wisps of white waves.
> I cling to you.
> Suddenly you say No No No.
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