William Michaelian

Poems, Notes, and Drawings

Before the Mast

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I dreamed all night of the perfect sentence,

And then awakened to a perfect, wordless dawn.

The vessel creaks. A wind is coming on.

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  1. Terveen Gill
    January 31, 2022 • 5:46 am

    So beautiful. 🙂

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  2. Edith
    January 31, 2022 • 11:11 am

    Was ich von dir lese, klingt alles perfekt !!!! Lass dich ruhig gern mal loben, lächel…
    Liebe GrĂĽĂźe, Edith

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  3. Elisabeth
    January 31, 2022 • 11:55 am

    Lovely. The perfect sentence is wordless.

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