Black riders came from the sea

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Three little birds in a row

0:35

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In the desert

0:34

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Yes, I have a thousand tongues

0:28

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Once there came a man

0:42

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God fashioned the ship of the world carefully

0:57

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Mystic shadow, bending near me

0:33

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I looked here

0:31

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I stood upon a high place

0:27

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Should the wide world roll away

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In a lonely place

0:37

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And the sins of the fathers shall be visited upon the heads of the children

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If there is a witness to my little life

0:26

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There was a crimson clash of war

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Tell brave deeds of war

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Charity, thou art a lie

0:28

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There were many who went in huddled procession

0:36

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In heaven

0:50

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A god in wrath

0:36

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A learned man came to me once

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There was, before me

0:46

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Once I saw mountains angry

0:40

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Places among the stars

0:38

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I saw a man pursuing the horizon

0:30

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Behold, the grave of a wicked man

0:44

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There was set before me a mighty hill

0:30

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A youth in apparel that glittered

0:44

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"Truth," said a traveller

0:47

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Behold, from the land of the farther suns

0:41

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Supposing that I should have the courage

0:35

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Many workmen

0:37

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Two or three angels

0:30

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There was one I met upon the road

0:49

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I stood upon a highway

0:40

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A man saw a ball of gold in the sky

0:39

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I met a seer

0:40

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On the horizon the peaks assembled

0:26

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The ocean said to me once

0:48

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The livid lightnings flashed in the clouds

0:41

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And you love me

0:57

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Love walked alone

0:27

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I walked in a desert

0:38

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There came whisperings in the winds

0:38

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I was in the darkness

0:29

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Tradition, thou art for suckling children

0:28

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Many red devils ran from my heart

0:30

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"Think as I think," said a man

0:26

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Once there was a man

0:34

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I stood musing in a black world

1:38

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You say you are holy

0:26

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A man went before a strange god

0:47

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Why do you strive for greatness, fool

0:38

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Blustering god

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"It was wrong to do this," said the angel

0:37

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A man toiled on a burning road

0:43

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A man feared that he might find an assassin

0:26

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With eye and with gesture

0:29

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The sage lectured brilliantly

0:39

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Walking in the sky

0:30

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Upon the road of my life

0:55

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There was a man and a woman

0:58

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There was a man who lived a life of fire

0:30

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There was a great cathedral

0:35

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Friend, your white beard sweeps the ground

0:32

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Once, I knew a fine song

0:39

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If I should cast off this tattered coat

0:30

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God lay dead in heaven

0:52

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A spirit sped

1:00

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Huh?

Kerrigan

(2 Sterne)

Okay, I’m not a poetry buff. There are poets and poems I enjoy, but some leave me scratching my head. This is a collection of the latter. Very short poems with opaque meaning. “Quaint progress”? “Stupid wind”? I don’t get it. The reader is good and clear.