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Latest Poetry Nathan Coppedge NOMAD A song for every avenue? A desert where the rain-cloud comes A parched land where no needle hides A harsh land where seeds are buried And nomad goes. By harsh lands where no needle hides By rusty ocean-sides By cleft mountainsides By moon-sunk moon By, no nomad goes Catch the sunken moon Catch the ocean-splutter Catch the hidden seeds Catch my lilted song �Catch!� no nomad goes Ditch my crestfallen song Ditch the rusty desert-dunes Ditch the seeds where no rain comes Ditch the parched land where seeds are buried �Ditch�: no nomad goes Empty crestfallen sea Empty phantom ships Empty windswept seeds Empty moonstruck moon Empty, no nomad goes For my desert of rain-clouds Catches the sunken moon In song for every avenue By harsh desert words Where?--no nomad goes. 6/05 Poetry 2006 ==============Return to Poetry Main================= |