AN angel, robed in spotless white,
Bent down and kissed the sleeping Night.
Night woke to blush; the sprite was gone.
Men saw the blush and called it Dawn.
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Awesome
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This was beautiful and has the flow of a lullaby almost. It is gentle and soft as a kiss and a blush would be. The piece is beautiful and deceptively simple. I am going to read more of this poet's work. -
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His poetry is such a gift. This is gorgeous. -
This speaks of so much beauty in such a simple fashion - it has a quiet way of making a loud statement, beautifully executed by Mr Dunbar.
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A vignette takes the flesh of creativity from the bone of reality and devours a mean emotion...Great choice!
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That's really awesome! I love tales of origin like this...very clever
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Oh beautiful. And I NEVER see a four line rhyming poem like this. When it's short, it's always a haiku. lol. How completely charming this one was. It's an interesting way for me to explain to my kids what a sunrise is! Fantastic.
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This may be my favorit poem of all time, I was glad I could find it here. I love the simpleness of this poem and how powerful this is.
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