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Pavane
Pavane
When I am a sculptor, famed
in the shadow of Moore or
Hepworth, I shall fashion
in black marble an image of eternity;
Aphrodite shall dance a slow pavane
without her customary passion, and
shall shine within the foaming waters
of this brutal and ungodly Earth.
Chris Hubbard
Budapest
2016.
Wednesday 8th November 2017 1:26 pm
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