Voice, Dense Streams
Voice, dense streams
Do wave and swing
O, Lips like beams
Of honey wing
Tree, living cross
Of sap sighing
Your skin as moss:
The fuling lings
Beneath the sky
A God or I?
A flame which gleams
(with Emmanuel Cheiron) .
poem by Nicolas Grenier
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