The Earth keeps turning, night and day, spit-roasting all the tannedTired icebergs and polar bears, making white almost contraband.The biosphere on a rotisserie emits a certain soundThat tells the stars that Earth was moaning pleasure while it drowned.— "Poem by the Bridge at Ten-Shin
-Frederick Seidel
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