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Evolution

John E Marks
Jan 10, 2021

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Photo by José Duarte on Unsplash

Beneath this beach of sand, shells, sea
A permanent loss of happiness awaits me.
I see this image of the rolling sea.
A new-found-land frames and hides
These wide horizons; I walk along the cliff:
Sheer drop upon the windward side,
Embedded trilobites hide beneath my feet.
Quartz and Muscovite from the granite
Weathered by winds and by waves,
Sea-formed outcrops, hidden rocks, caves.
Time carves the face of all mankind
shears the skin, sculpts the lines,
sinks the eyes, wanes into an undisguised
Extinction. Dreams, Desires, Memories:
The oft-neglected holy trinity, of centuries

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John E Marks
John E Marks

Written by John E Marks

Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood. T. S. Eliot

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