MIRRORS: The Aborigine Poetry of Eldred Van-Ooy by Justin Spring - HTML preview

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The Witnesses Log

 

XII

 

The Visitors are fading now.

They are like memories

or ghosts

pressed against the glass.

Only the Dreamers

can hear them.

The Dreamers say

they sound like

soft, distant thunder

from

far,

far away,

that is what

the Dreamers say:

they sound like

soft distant thunder

from far,

far away.