Windswept bluff, cusp of inlet and sea,
that bald eagle pair call to each other --
a fluttering song, an impossible music,
the tenderness of years.
"The poem is the cry of its occasion"
Windswept bluff, cusp of inlet and sea,
that bald eagle pair call to each other --
a fluttering song, an impossible music,
the tenderness of years.
