ABSTRACT
The Skiff Its legs unlooping I watched a swimmer glide, A falcon swooping By eagles terrified:
An eyeball squinting Acutely at the sky, Its oars the glinting Lashes of the eye.
Colloquy
' Lo, Death has come for thee, And still thou flounderest in T h e ocean of t h y s in ' : So speaks my soul w i t h me.
