Poem of the Day for March 14, 2017

The Voice of Ocean A cry went through the darkness; and the moon, Hurrying through storm, gazed with a ghastly face, Then cloaked herself in scud: the merman race Of surges ceased; and then th’ Aeolian croon Of the wild siren, Wind, within the shrouds Sunk to a sigh. The ocean in that place Seemed listening; haunted, for a moment’s space, By something dread that … Continue reading Poem of the Day for March 14, 2017