MIRRORS: The Aborigine Poetry of Eldred Van-Ooy by Justin Spring - HTML preview
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The Witnesses Log
VI
No one
has ever seen
the Listeners.
The Visitors say
the light
in the valley
far beneath us
is too dark to see.
But we know
they are there,
moving beneath
the dark folds of light.
We can feel them,
listening.
The Visitors say
they sound like water
moving into darkness
from far,
far away
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