Poets' Corner
CLOAK My mind's a cloak. They spoke of places yesterday , and thoughts I'd hidden, put aicay, came back again. So garments, shaken, pressed and aired , need but a touch, and shapes they've shared come back again. This garb I never shall outwear. C. R. STRAUBEL. Palmerston North.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 797, 18 October 1929, Page 16
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49Poets' Corner Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 797, 18 October 1929, Page 16
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