Elegy for Ursula Le Guin
on Sheila Ash (India), 04/Feb/2018 08:34, 34 days ago
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No time left nowThe light is extinguishedThe chair unoccupiedThe pen abandoned.Their tales of earth, sea road,of fire and stone. Ever read immortalsUnlocked the air of admirationin the altered I.The city of illusions liesShrouded in darknessAs the unreal and the real collideWe hear the dispossessed voicesRender the language of the nightWhen wild angels rode the windTo rob us of the truest name© Sheila Ash, 2018ashramblings
