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Rimbaud rowed drunken his ocean.
Berryman leapt out of mind
into the river of his verse.
Sexton rowed awe-filled
to her God.
Shelley drowned as he rowed.
The flow of poetry has been known to be
a whitewater rapids,
a wreck of a Hesperus of verse.

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