Found Poetry 23

2/5/19

souls wave from the gates in the air
faces hover but are they aware?
they sprout, they vanish
to and from the edge
and I smile in the fog
with the housemaids

This poem was created from T.S. Eliot's "Morning at the Window". Click here to see a book by Eliot.

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