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THE SIGNPOST

  





THE SIGNPOST

Tony Kelly

In the south, proud sire of birth,
Bright-faced, strong-armed, gold crested.
In the north the damp brown Earth,
Warm-lapped, soft-armed, full breasted.
In the east the silver Moon,
Rainbow-passioned, uncaring.
In the west the wild-wind tune,
Seed sown, wind-blown, and daring.
Tall I stand to reach the skies,
Straight o'er top the hole dismal.
Weather-wearing, dread she cries,
Deep, dark, empty, abysmal.

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