The Cartographer’s Poem: A Poem

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The Cartographer’s Poem

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

In the morning I will work,
Thoughts again will come that lurk
In the corners of my mind,
Unformed yet, but biding time.
I can feel them welling there,
Like a river, where no air
Is felt to breathe, but they run
Like a torrent to the sun,
In the morning when I turn
An eager…